Music: Richard Dillon
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, do not sleep.
I am not there, do not sleep.
I am the thousand winds that blow.
I am the softly falling snow.
I am the gentle showers of rain,
I am the fields of ripening grain.
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, do not sleep.
I am not there, do not sleep.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, do not sleep.
I am not there, do not sleep.
I am in the flowers that bloom,
I am in a quiet room.
I am in the birds that sing,
I am in each lovely thing.
Do not stand at grave and weep.
I am not there, do not sleep.
Do not stand at grave and weep.
I am not there, do not sleep.