Grandfather, Great Spirit, you have been always and before you nothing has been; there is no one to pray to but you. The stars in the heavens are yours, and yours are the grasses of the earth. You are older than all need, older than all pain and prayer. 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. Help us, for without you we are nothing.
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