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Hopi Indian prayer
November 16, 2010
When I die I don’t want anyone to be sad because I won’t be gone. My sprit will stay in all of my favorite places. On the very tip of a white wave crashing to the shore. In the sunlight of dawn. The warmth of a summer breeze. In the songbirds wings that fly the highest free above all. I’ll be the yellow and orange leaves that crunch under your feet. The fresh untouched first snow, I’ll be there always for you. Tere, your father will always be with you in all of his favorite places.
© Susan R., Iselin, NJ
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