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,
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.
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