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Oh, 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 superior to my brother,
but to fight my greatest enemy - myself.
Make me always ready to come to you
with clean hands and straight eyes,
so when life fades, as the fading sunset,
my spirit will come to you
without shame.
- Native American -Lakota - Chief Yellow Lark
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Posted by caliope on 2007-12-27 17:21:33 | Rating: | Views: 93
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This is a very beautiful prayer that I can relate to and identify with for many times the greatest enemy to restrain, is ourselves.
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Posted by SRD
on 2007-12-27 17:39:10
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SRD thankyou for reading and commenting.
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Posted by caliope
on 2007-12-27 17:46:28
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Excellent post! So full of wisdom and turht and yet not a hint of religious overtones. Brilliant.
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Posted by scotslad60
on 2007-12-28 09:48:35
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Where is my feather?
Makes me feel like grass dancing.
It touches me to see this, it is so very deep to my heart.
My native blood runs hot with fire from it.
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Posted by DifficultSoul
on 2008-01-03 20:18:22
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DS and scot: thanks so much.
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Posted by caliope
on 2008-01-07 21:25:25
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