Mabon Lament

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's glint on snow

I am the sunlight on ripened grain,

I am the gentle autumn's rain

When you awaken in the mornings hush,

I am the swift, uplifting rush

Of quiet birds in circled flight,

I am the soft star that shines at night

I am the ocean's calming waters,

That carries Earth Mothers' sons and daughters

So do not stand at my grave and cry,

I am not there; I did not die

And do not stand at my grave and mourn,

I am not there; I have been reborn