Oh, Great Spirit, whose Voice I hear in the wind.

Whose Breath gives Life to all the world, hear me.

I come to you as one of your many children

I am small and weak.

I need your Strength and Wisdom.

May I walk in Beauty

Make my eyes ever behold the red and purple Sunset.

Make my hands respect the things You have made

And my ears Sharp to Your Voice.

Make me Wise so that I may know the things You have Your children.

The Lessons you have Hidden in every rock and leaf.

I seek Strength, not to be greater than my Brothers,

But to fight my greatest enemy, Myself.

Make me ever ready to come to you with Straight eyes,

So when Life fades as the fading Sunset,

May my Spirit come to you without Shame.

Amen.

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