Meditation : A Sioux Prayer

Oh, Great Spirit, whose voice I hear in the winds

Whose breath gives life to the world, hear me

I come to you as one of your many children

I am small and weak

I need your strength and wisdom.


May I walk in beauty

Make my eyes ever behold the red and purple sunset.

Make you hands respect the things you have made

And my ears sharp to your voice.

Make me wise so that I may know the things

That you have taught your children.


The lessons that you have written

In every leaf and rock

Make me strong!

Not to be superior to my brothers,

But to fight my greatest enemy…..myself.


Make me ever ready to come to you

With straight eyes,

So that when life fades as the fading sunset,

May my spirit come to you without shame.


~translated by Chief Yellow Lark, 1887