Wednesday, July 28, 2021

HOPI PRAYER

 As I was going through some of Celia's belongings, I came across a card with this Indian prayer, Titled Hopi Prayer:

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 glints on snow.  I am the sunlight on the ripened grain.   I am the gentle Autumn's rain. 

When you awaken in the morning hush, I am the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight.   I am the stars that shine at night.  Do not stand at my grave and cry:  I am not there, I did not die.

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3 comments:

  1. Joe RossJuly 29, 2021 at 8:28 AM

    A very sweet, comforting thought!

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  2. Joe RossJuly 29, 2021 at 10:24 AM

    Hey Mike! Let me be one of the first to wish you a Very Happy Birthday on 30 July! Joe

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  3. Life & Times of Mike BurkeJuly 29, 2021 at 3:58 PM

    Thanks Joe! Received a card in the mail last week from one of my sisters reminding me of my birthday. With all that has happened have lost track of time.

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