When I'm Gone
When I'm gone from your side,
And all your tears have been dried...
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's rain
When you awaken in the morning hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of the quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft star that shines at night.
And when you stroll in the evening hours,
And smell the aroma of beautiful flowers;
There'll be no need to sob and cry...
I am not there, I did not die!
~ Author Unknown ~
