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Post by Deleted on Feb 27, 2012 9:03:13 GMT -6
I don't know who wrote this but I had it in a notebook that I came across with some of my writings in but I know this wasn't one of mine.
Indian Memorial
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 of snow. I am the gentle autumn's rain. When you awaken in the mornings hush, I am the swift uplifting rush of, quiet birds circled 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.
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Post by Lone4eagle on Feb 28, 2012 16:22:27 GMT -6
Oh, that is inspiring and well written.....thanks for sharing it!
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Post by Deleted on Mar 6, 2012 9:27:03 GMT -6
I was told by someone, on powwow.com, who the person that wrote this was:
"Indian Memorial" was written by Mary Frye in response to a Jewish woman who had lost her Mother in the anti-sematic Nazi Germany in 1932.
Was also told this is not an Indian memorial.....I believe the title is "Indian Memorial" not saying it is an Indian memorial.
With all that being said I do think this is a very lovely poem!
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Post by Deleted on Mar 6, 2012 9:46:31 GMT -6
Did a search and found the title was "Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep" by Mary Frye, 1932.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 6, 2012 9:51:56 GMT -6
Also found an adapted version by an unknown person from the original poem "Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep" by Mary Frye,1932:
Native American Prayer
I give you this one thought to keep- I am with you still- I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on snow, I am sunlight on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awake in the morning's hush I am the swift, uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not think of me as gone- I am with you still- in each new dawn.
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Post by Lone4eagle on Mar 6, 2012 14:55:23 GMT -6
I like the last version "Native American Prayer" by an unknown person.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 6, 2012 21:10:07 GMT -6
I agree!
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Post by littlebreeze on Mar 9, 2012 2:21:27 GMT -6
I did not know the history of this beautiful poem but I chose it to read out at my father's funeral six years ago - it still brings me to tears when I read it but it is so true.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 9, 2012 6:42:39 GMT -6
They are both beautiful poems! I like the adaption "Native American Poem".
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Post by montemac on May 2, 2017 15:34:00 GMT -6
These Native Indian Poems, whoever wrote them, can mean a great lot to many people. Even Choralnet.org, a website devoted to choral singing, had this entry by a person intending to write a composion that was to be his first major, extended piece for mixed choir, children’s choir, string orchestra, piano and soprano soloist.(https://www.choralnet.org/forums/topic/who-actually-wrote-this-wonderful-poem/) This was his question:
Dear ChoralNet users, I am writing my first major, extended piece for mixed choir, children’s choir, string orchestra, piano and soprano soloist. The world premiere will take place at the Carnegie Hall, New York, on May 28, 2016. The piece will be 35 minutes long and it is divided into 5 movements. I’m writing the last one, so it will be soon finished. The title of the fourth movement is “I am the Sunlight”. I took the text from this wonderful “Native American Prayer.“ I give you this one thought to keep I am with you still 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 awaken in the morning’s hush, I am the sweet uplifting rush,
of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not think of me as gone I am with you still in each new dawn. But then, I found also this “poem” in another version, which is attributed to Mary Elizabeth Frye 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 ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning’s hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled 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. So, do you know for sure who is the author of the text that I used? In case of a publication of the piece (I hope so!!!) who do I have to credit? Thank you very much for any advice and help :-))) Ivo Antognini
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