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Whose voice I hear in the wind, hear me for I am young, small and weak. I need your strength and wisdom. I seek strength oh great one, not to be superior to my brothers, but to conquer my greatest enemy, Myself. I seek wisdom, the lessons you have hidden in every leaf and rock, so that I may carry this message of life and hope to my people. May my hands respect the many beautiful things you have made. May my ears be sharp to hear your voice. May I always walk in your beauty and let my eyes ever behold the red and purple sunsets. So when life fades like the setting Sun my Spirit will come to you without shame. I have spoken. Written by Chief Dan George |
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