wir sehen uns wieder, ja?

Do not stand at my grave and forever 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'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 forever cry.
i am not there. i did not die.

mach's gut...