Reynaldo B Lumagui

I'm Not There

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 softly falling  snow,

I am the gentle showers of rain,

I am the fields of ripening grain,

I am the morning hush,

I am the graceful rush

of birds in circling flight.

I am the start shine of the night,

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 my grave and cry,

I am not there, I did not die.