• Nobody's Death
    Do not stand at my grave and cry;
    I am not there. I do not sleep.
    I am a thousand winds that blow.
    I am the diamond glints on snow.
    I am sunlight on ripened grain.
    I am the gentle autumn rain.
    Do not stand at my grave and cry,
    I am not there. I did not die.

    -By Hiruma Loves Me