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A most eloquent eulogy, preserved and handed down through generations of First Americans abiding in the Southwestern U.S.
HOPI INDIAN PRAYERAuthor ~ Unknown
Do not stand by my grave and weep, I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you waken in the morning's hush I am the swift uplifting rush of a dozen doves in circled flight. I am the sparking star you'll see tonight.
Do not stand by my grave and cry. I am not there, I did not die. TheDogPlace.org EST 1998 © 1610R20S06 https://www.thedogplace.org/Prose-and-Poetry/Hopi.asp SSI Brought to you by the NetPlaces Network
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