Oh Great Spirit whose voice I hear in the winds,
and whose life gives breath to everyone, hear me.
I come to you as one of your many children; I am weak,
I am small, I need your wisdom and your strength.
Let me walk in beauty, and my eyes ever behold the red
and purple sunsets. Make my hands respect the things you
have made. And make my ears sharp so I may hear your voice.
Make me wise, so that I may understand the things you have
taught my people and the lessons you have hidden in each leaf
and each rock. I ask for wisdom and strength, not to be
superior to my brothers, but to be able to fight my greatest
enemy, myself. Make me ever ready to come before you
with clean hands and straight eyes, so as my life fades away
as the fading sunset, my spirit may come to you without shame.