Mary Elizabeth Frye wrote...

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am in a thousand winds that blow,
I am the softly falling snow.
I am the gentle showers of rain,
I am the fields of ripening grain.
I am in the morning hush,
I am in the graceful rush
Of beautiful birds in circling flight,
I am the starshine of the night.
I am in the flowers that bloom,
I am in a quiet room.
I am in the birds that sing,
I am in each lovely thing.

Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there. I do not die.

In love with this poem(widely used as funeral lament today)...and it features in Final Fantasy game as well if I'm not mistaken. The musical version is way melancholic and I personally like the Libera's cover. Like momentary of grievance and sorrow flashing before my eyes whenever the song plays. Requiem's what i'm humming, soon to bury my heart and let it rest below the land.

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Boulevard of broken dreams