Oh 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 children.

I am small and weak. I need your strength and wisdom.

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,

"And Let Me Learn With Wisdom

The Things You Wish Me To Know From Nightingale

To Understand That Which Is My Task

And That Which Is The Duty of Others

To Measure A Spirit With No Bigotry

To Do All These Tasks Led By Your Hand

To Complete These Tasks For Thy Purpose

And let me know"

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.

"Let Me Cross Over To The Meadow

To Greet My Ancestors With Tears Of Joy"