Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep, By Mary Elizebeth Frye

Homage must be given to the ancestors of the Hopi Indians, the original creators of this beautiful poem, Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep, by Mary Elizebeth Frye. During immense grief and/or celebration of life, may this poem cradle you.

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This is the most beautiful song ever 🩷 I miss my parents so much 💔

Really comforting & read beautifully, thank you 🙏🏻

This is so beautiful and contemplative and helpful seeing death in a new way... thank you.

I used this beautiful & touching reading of this poem last night while doing my annual Dia de los Muertos ceremony. Ironically, it made me cry, but it also brought a lift in my heart reminding me that those who have passed are always with us and the world, just on another plane and in a different form💗. Thank you.

Chills. Incredible reading of one of the world's most loved Eulogy poems 🌎