Tribute to the Native Indian
Poem coming Here Soon
Night Prayer Of Black Elk
Grandfather, great mysterious one, you have
always been, and before you nothing has been.
There is nothing to pray to but you.
The star nations all over the universe are yours,
and yours are the grasses of the earth.
You are older than all need, older than all pain
Grandfather, all over the world the faces of living
ones are alike. In 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.
Teach me to walk the soft earth, a relative to all
Sweeten my heart, and fill me with light.
Give me strength to understand and the eyes to see.
Help me, for without you I am nothing.
(Black Elk was a Sioux Indian and this prayer was
translated from his book of thoughts, circa 1832.)
One evening an old Cherokee told his grandson about a battle
that goes on inside people. He said, 'My son, the battle is
between two 'wolves' inside us all.
One is Evil.. It is anger, envy, jealousy, sorrow, regret, greed,
arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false
pride, superiority, and ego.
The other is Good. It is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity,
humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth,
compassion and faith.'
The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his
grandfather: 'Which wolf wins?'
The old Cherokee simply replied, 'The one you feed.'
Native American Prayer for Peace
Oh Great Spirit of our Ancestors, I raise my pipe to you.
To your messengers the four winds, and
to Mother Earth who provides for your children.
Give us the wisdom to teach our children to love,
to respect, and to be kind to each other so that they may grow
with peace of mind. Let us learn to share all good
things that you provide for us on this Earth.
Chief Yellow Hawk
©Copyright Poems, William J. Richer