Togetherness Do not stand at my grave and weep. I'm not there, I do not sleep. I'm a thousand winds that blow. I'm the diamond glint on snow. I'm sunlight on ripened grain. I'm the gentle rain. When you awaken in the morning hush, I'm the swift uplifting rush. Of quiet birds in circled flight. I'm the soft stars that shine in the night. Do not stand at my grave and cry. I'm not there. I did not die.