AN INDIAN PRAYER
O GREAT SPIRIT whose voice I hear in the winds,
and whose breath gives life to all the world, hear me.
I come before you, one of your many children
------ I am small and weak. I need your strength and
Let me walk in beauty, and make my eyes ever behold
the red and purple sunset. Make my hands respect
the things you have made, my ears sharp to hear your voice.
Make me wise, so that I may know the things you have taught my people,
the lesson you have hidden in every leaf and rock.
I seek strength not to be superior to my brothers; but
to be able to fight my greatest enemy – myself.
Make me ever ready to come to you with clean
hands and straight eyes, so when life fades as a
fading sunset, my spirit may come to you without shame.
From Chief Yellow Lark
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