Oh alright, don't have the mustache now.
just to see if I could grow one. Ha.
the earth well: it was not given to you by your parents, it was loaned
to you by your children. We do not inherit the Earth from our Ancestors,
we borrow it from our Children. We are more than the sum of our knowledge,
we are the products of our imagination. "
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 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 and my ears sharp to hear your voice
Make Me Wise so that I may understand the
things you have taught my people.
Let Me Learn the lessons you have hidden
in every leaf and rock.
I Seek Strength, not to be greater than my
Brother, but to fight my greatest
Make Me Always Ready to come to You with
clean hands and straight eyes.
So When Life Fades, as the fading sunset
my Spirit may come to You
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To each of you I send this call
Come see the Thunder's
Seek and your spirit you will find
with our brothers throughout time.
Each of us must select
the land , the sky, the earth to protect.
honored the land and sea
what once was, may no longer
I offer you a rare sight
of beauty and of light.
Come visit, join with me
see the power that truth can be.
May the kindred spirit hold your hand.
May your spirit mate guide your hand.
May you seek and be at peace with this
May you seek the beauty that is this
Lion will speak to you,
and wise Owl
may whisper words true.
Bear will lend
And no longer will you hide or cower.
Look above, see the Proud
as she speaks of our native lore.
And the Buffalo
still will thunder
across the rich and gracious tundra.
And in the sky stars still shinning
will urge you try bring truth to light.
Voices of the ancestors will speak
And cause you wonder at the truth they
I hope you enjoy your visit with me.
I hope to bring a little peace for
And if you find my vision worth your
Perhaps youll stay with me awhile.
Many thing I have to show
Many thought I hope to sow.
And if I touched you with my style
May the Great
Spirit look down and smile.
tanakia (Blessings to you.)
I am chiinkwia
"I am thunder"
May the Warm Winds of Heaven
Blow softly upon your house.
May the Great Spirit
Bless all who enter there.
May your Moccasins
Make happy tracks
in many snows,
and may the Rainbow
Always touch your shoulder.
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