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 my hands 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--
The lessons that you have hidden
in every leaf and rock.
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.
John Yellow Lark