Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am the thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain.
I am the shining stars at night. When you awake at the morning light
I am the soft uplifting rush of quiet birds in circling flight.
My time has come, I am at rest, I am the sunset in the West,
I am the clouds that race above where I watch over those I love.
Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there, I did not die.
So hear the words that here I say: I am the Love that guides your way