"My grandfather is the fire
My grandmother is the wind
The Earth is my mother
The Great Spirit is my father
The World stopped at my birth
and laid itself at my feet
And I shall swallow the Earth whole
when I die and the Earth and I will be one
Hail The Great Spirit, my father without him no one
could exist because there would be no will to live
Hail The Earth, my mother without which no food could be grown
and so cause the will to live to starve.
Hail the wind, my grandmother for she brings loving, life
giving rain nourishing us as she nourishes our crops.
Hail the fire, my grandfather for the light, the warmth,
the comfort he brings without which we be animals, not men.