"I am not one who was born in the custody of wisdom. I am one who is fond of olden times and intense in quest of the sacred knowing of the ancients." Gustave Courbet

29 May 2011

Life.


Black Elk's Prayer

Grandfather, Great Spirit, once more behold me on earth and lean to hear my feeble voice.

You lived first, and you are older than all need, older than all prayer.

All things belong to you -- the two-legged, the four-legged, the wings of the air, and all green things that live.

You have set the powers of the four quarters of the earth to cross each other.

You have made me cross the good road and road of difficulties, and where they cross, the place is holy.

Day in, day out, forevermore, you are the life of things.


- John G. Neihardt

"The Road to Pine Ridge," Black Elk, 1931



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