Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow;
I am the sunlight on ripened grain;
I am the gentle autumn rain.
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 cry;
I am not there. I did not die.
(Author Unknown.
But found by parents of
Steve Cummins, soldier killed on
active service in Northern Ireland,
in an envelope left for them
A poem with these lyrics was penned by Mary Frye in 1936, and a second with versus 1 and 2 altered was penned by Wilbur Skeels in 1996. The poems can be found on: www.cantusquercus.com)