I Am

by: Author Unknown,

Do not stand at my grave and weep.

I am not there.

I do not sleep
I am a thousand winds that swiftly blow.

I am the diamond glint on newly fallen snow.

I am the sunlight on ripened grain.

I am the soft and gentle autumn rain.
When you wake from sleep in the early morning hush,

I am the swift, uplifting rush of quiet birds in circling flight.

I am the soft, starlight at night.
Do not stand at my grave and weep.

I am not there. I do not sleep.