Do not stand at my grave and weep

I heard this poem set to music at the end of tonight's episode of Third Watch on NBC. I had to find the words to the rest of the song. Turns out there are at least two versions. The original is below. Enjoy.

Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep


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 glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.

Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
(Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die!
Mary Frye (1932)