O Great Spirit, whose voice I hear in the winds, and whose breath gives life to all the world, hear me, one of your many children. I am small and weak. I need your strength and wisdom. Let me walk in beauty and 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, the lessons you have hidden in every leaf and rock. I seek strength, not to be superior to my brother, but to be able to fight my greatest enemy - myself. Make me ever ready to come to thee with clean hands and straight eyes, so when life fades as the fading sunset, my spirit may come to you without shame.

~ An Indian Prayer ~ Abenaki Museum Odorrak,Quebec, Canada










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