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..."
 

Black Elk