AN INDIAN PRAYER OH. FATHER, WHOSE VOICE I HEAR IN THE WINDS AND WHOSE BREATH GIVES LIFE TO ALL THE WORLD, HEAR ME. I AM A MAN BEFORE YOU, ONE OF YOUR MANY CHILDREN. I AM SMALL AND WEAK. I NEED YOUR STRENCTH 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 LESSONS YOU HAVE HIDDEN IN EVERY LEAF AND ROCK. I SEEK STRENCH, FATHER NOT TO BE SUPERIOR TO MY BROTHERS, BUT TO BE ABLE TO FICHT MY CREATEST ENEMY, MYSELF: MÄKE ME EVER. READY TO COME TO YOU WITH CLEAN HANDS AND STRAICHT EYE SO THAT. WHEN LIFE FADES AS THE FADINC SUNSET, MY SPIRIT MAY COME, TO YOU WITHOUT SHAME. TOM WHITECLOUD ERECTED BY AKWESASNE MOHAWK COUNSELOR ORGANIZATION ST. REGIS RESERVATION At SE ation Museam
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