Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there.ido not sleep I am a thousand winds that blow I am a diamond glint on snow I am sunlight on rippenened grain I am the gentle autumn rain When you wake in the morning Hush i am the swift uplifting rush I am the quiet birds in flight I am the fish swimming in the lake By the soft starlight at night Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there i do not weep