An Indian Prayer

My 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
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10 Responses Aug 31, 2010

Wonderful. I had not heard this one before. The native prayers are fantastic. I can't imagine them every having an argument over religion or the existence of The Great Spirit. That's a lotta points for them. Thanks, Breeze.

Thanks! At Kentucky lake, is an area that was used to have wars at. The Native Americans had enough sense to not destory their land.. so they fought and died without harm to their families and homeland. That was long ago. Before the wild west days. Have you ever hear of the story of the White Buffalo. ...borned a couple of years ago. A legend that came true. If not, check it out if you like. Awesome meaning, wondered about it myself. Thanks again

Yes, I had heard of the legend of White Buffalo Woman. I love it. And I think that there are white ones born now and again which are considered, of course, quite important. I love it. While we lived in Arizona we saw a lot of the land \"up close and personal.\" One of the things that hit hard is the fact that there are ruins and objects there that were left intact for hundreds of years -- until the white man came.

I had the privilege to be with you in Cherokee, NC at the Cherokee Museum. You do more than admire Native Americans; you honor them.

Yes I do Climber. It was a strong nation once with honorable ways, some salvage, as white man says... but.. giggles... White man is pretty salvage still...My great great grandmother was full blooded Shawnee. Got to admit, they were..are colorful souls, loved Nature and it\'s beauty. Thanks you Climber x

Aristatheoriganal, you are welcome. nice prayer isn't it. glad to see you running around here again. Blessings to you hon.

Thank you for sharing this...

Yes it is. I hope all is well for you or as good as it gets for the moment. Take care

A beautiful way to look upon life.

Well, Thank you. have a good day.

that was great

Thank you. I loved it myself, i believe it too! *smile*

that is really really cool