A Native American Prayer
I give you this one thought to keep
I am with you stil. 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 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
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep
Do not stand there at my grave and cry
I am not there. I did not die.
This is my absolute favorite prayer for those who have passed onto the other world. If you would like to use this in an honor ritual, I would suggest changing "I" to "you" and make whatever other alterations are needed to switch it to your perspective.
My sympathies and blessings.