“Quarry mine, blessed am I In the luck of the chase. Comes the deer to my singing. Anonymous: North American Indian
“Holy Mother Earth, the trees and all nature are witnesses of your thoughts and deeds.Anonymous: North American Indian
“Hi! ni! ya! Behold the man of flint, that’s me! Four lightnings zigzag from me, strike and return. Anonymous: North American Indian
“It ended… With his body changed to light, A star that burns forever in that sky. Anonymous: North American Indian
“Happily may I walk. May it be beautiful before me. May it be beautiful behind me. May it be beautiful below me. May it be beautiful above me. May it be beautiful all around me. In beauty it is finished. Anonymous: North American Indian