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Grandfather, Great Spirit, you have
always
been, and before you nothing has been.
There is no one to
pray to but you.
The star nations all over the heavens
are yours,
and yours are the grasses
of the earth. You are older than all
need,
older than all pain and prayer.
Grandfather, Great Spirit, all over the world
the faces of living
ones are alike. With tenderness
they have come up out of the
ground. Look upon your children, with children in their arms, that
they may face the winds and walk the good road to the day of
quiet.
Grandfather, Great Spirit, fill us with the light. Give us the
strength to understand and the eyes to see. Teach us to walk the
soft earth as relatives to all that live.
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Read this prayer out loud in a very quiet place,
preferably outdoors looking up at the evening sky,
where the wind can touch your face.
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