Libera: “Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep” (2004)
I won’t list all the accomplishments and accolades this all-boy choir from south London have garnered–you can Google them and read it in detail elsewhere. But worth two and a half minutes of your time here is their treatment of Mary Elizabeth Frye’s poem from 1932.
I don’t know if I’ve ever been as powerfully moved by a piece of music as I was listening to this after the loss of a loved one. I hope you find comfort in this song sometime in your life. Keep it with you.
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, gentle autumn rain
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there, I do not sleep
When you awake in the morning hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight
I am the soft, soft starlight, starlight at night
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there, I do not sleep.
See also: https://edcyphers.com/2013/04/26/songs-you-may-have-missed-400/
Every Moment Has A Song 