Do not stand at my grave

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 glimpse of snow
I am the sunlight on ripened grain
I am the gentle autumn's rain

Do not stand at my grave and cry
I am not there I did not die


No i'm not dying yet...just heard this and thought it was nice

P.S. Happy new year