Inside Final Dreams

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 an ripened grain
I am the gentle autumn rain
I am the soft stars that shine at night
do not stand at my grave and cry
I am not there
I did not die

when I the song of life have sung
my soul's relesaed, its flight begun
do not stand with grief-bowed head
my soul's just free, I am not dead!
I'll wait beyond the silent wall
with the hordes who've gone before
I cannot heed your pleading call
my soul's been freed forever more
I've found a place of peace and quiet
and boundless beauty rare
the day's not broken by the night
there's naught of trouble anywhere
rejoice, ye earth-bound one, with gathering
my soul is free inside my dreams

I will come down at night
to these resounding beaches
and the long gentle wind of the sea
here for a single hour in the wide starlight
I shall be happy for the dead are free

And after many a summer dies the swan