Hopi Prayer

I am the soft stars that shine at night

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 the 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 circled in flight

I am the soft stars that shine at night

Do not stand at my grave and cry

I am not there

I did not die

– Hopi Prayer