OH GREAT SPIRIT

Whose voice I hear in the wind,

Whose breath gives life to the world,

Hear me!

I come to you as one of your many children.

I am small and weak.

I need your strength and wisdom.

May I walk in beauty.

Make my eyes behold the red and purple sunset.

Make me respect the things that you have made,

And my ears sharp to hear your voice.

Make me wise so that I may know the things

That you have taught your children--

Make me strong, 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 straight eyes,

so that When life fades as the faded sunset

My spirit will come to you without shame.
 

Oh Great Spirit

Let your voice whisper righteousness in our ear
through the west wind in the late of the day.
Let us be comforted with love
for our brothers and sisters with no war.
Let us hold good health mentally and physically
to solve our problems and accomplish something
for future generations of life.
Let us be sincere to ourselves and our youth
and make the world a better place to live.

A Prayer of the American Indian

May your dreams come true,

your prayers be answered.
 

Autumn  '99
 
 

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