A Prayer by Black Elk
Hear me four quarters of the world – a relative I am!
Give me the strength to walk the soft earth, a relative of all that is!
Give me the eyes to see and the strength to understand that I may be like you.
Great Spirit, Great Spirit, my Grandfather,
all over the Earth the faces of living things are all alike.
With tenderness have these come up out of the ground.
Look upon these faces of children without number
and with children in their arms that they may face the winds
and walk the good road to the day of quiet..."