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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. Chief YellowHawk
You are my strengthwhen I feel I can't go onYour like a fairytale come truelike a beautiful songYour the hand that reaches out to me in my darkest houryour the electricity that runsthrough my body and gives me poweryour the blood that runs throughmy veins that keeps me aliveyour always there with open armsthat I never feel deprivedwhen I'm feeling lonely and blueyou take me under your wingsso generous you are to listento the problems my life bringsYour the sunshine I wait forafter a long cold stormYour the peaceful feeling of amountain stream a heart so warmYour all the colors of the rainbowso beautiful and trueand I'm so thankful I havea beautiful friend like you
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GrandfatherA moment in time is gone foreverThe wind is stirringmy hair is blowing gently in the windAs I sit here on this highest hillI look into the valley belowI see the herd and the stallion in the leadHis tail blowing free behind himand his mare keeping pace beside himMane flowing in the windas he races across the valley floorSoftly I hear a whisper in my earGrandfather, I hear you WelcomeI know you are here beside meIt has been awhile since last we talkedI have missed youYour wisdoms and the stories of oldI have longed to hear them once againYes they are beautiful ,,the horses belowthey are free as we once were, in the long agoThe stallion has the spirit of the fire and theswiftness of the windAlso the wisdom of mother earth tolead his herd far from the dangers to grazingthat is pure and untaintedHe too must remember the camp firesthat used to glow in the nightWhen our people and his kindshared this beautiful landThe time of peace and harmonySoon grandfather I will join youwe will cross this land and rememberAh yes I see ..brother eagle in the distanceHe too longs for those days as wellGrandfather must you go so soonI will wait for your returnAs grandfather faded from my sighttrees stir and I felt his touch upon my browHis words echoing in the windbe well my childremember who you areIndian...Earth KeeperAs a feather drifted to land at my feetAho!@Red Tree Woman
~~Native ~~~ Americans~~Share~~~ "Amazing Grace" This hymn was written in 1779 by John Newton who, until his early 20's, was an unbeliever. A decade later he had become a devout preacher. The tune was known as "an early American Melody" and became a favorite of the Cherokees. It was sung on the Trail of Tears and can be considered the Cherokee National anthem:: u ne la nv i u we tsi (God's Son) i ga gu yv he i (paid for us) hna quo tso sv wi yu lo se (Now to heaven He went) i ga gu yv ho nv (after paying for us) a se no i u ne tse i (Then He spoke) i yu no du le nv (when He rose) ta li ne dv tsi lu tsi li (I'll come the second time) u dv ne u ne tsv (He said when He spoke) e lo ni gv ni li s qua di (All the world will end) ga lu tsv ha i yu (when He returns) ni ga di da ye di go i (We will all see Him) a ni e lo ni gv (here the world over) u na da nv ti a ne hv (The righteous who live) do da ya nv hi li (He will come after) tso sv hna quo ni go hi lv (In heaven now always) do hi wa ne he s di (in peace they will live)
Give us hearts to understand; Never to take from creation's beauty more than we give; never to destroy wantonly for the furtherance of greed; Never to deny to give our hands for the building of earth's beauty; never to take from her what we cannot use. Give us hearts to understand That to destroy earth's music is to create confusion; that to wreck her appearance is to blind us to beauty; That to callously pollute her fragrance is to make a house of stench; that as we care for her she will care for us. We have forgotten who we are. We have sought only our own security. We have exploited simply for our own ends. We have distorted our knowledge. We have abused our power. Great Spirit, whose dry lands thirst, Help us to find the way to refresh your lands. Great Spirit, whose waters are choked with debris and pollution, help us to find the way to cleanse your waters.
My heros are the ones that have fallen at 9/11 and the man and weman that are fighting for our freedom. GOD BLESS them and bring them home safe