An Indian PrayerMy grandfather is the Fire.
My grandmother is the Wind.
The Earth is my mother.
The Great Spirit is my father.
The World stopped at my birth and laid itself at my feet.
And i shall swallow the Earth whole when i die.
And the Earth and i will be one.
Hail the Great Spirit, my father without him no one could exist
because there would be no will to live.
Hail the Earth, my mother without which no food could be grown
and so cause the will to live to strave.
Hail the Wind, my grandmother for she brings loving life giving rain
nourishing us as she nourishes our crops.
Hail the Fire, my grandfather for the light, the warmth, the comfort he brings
without which we would be animals not men.
Hail my parents and grandparents without which i nor you could have existed.
Life gives life which gives unto itself a promise of new life.
Hail the Great Spirit, the Earth, the Wind, the Fire
Praise my parents loudly for they are your parents too.
Oh, Great Spirit giver of my life,
Please accept this humble offering of prayer.
This offering of praise the honest reverence of my love for you.
by ~ H. KENT CRAIG