Let me walk in beauty and make
my eyes ever behold
the red and purple sunset.
Make my hands respect the things you
have made, and my ears sharp
to hear your voice.
Make me wise so that I may
understand the things you have taught my people.
Let me learn the lessons you have
hidden in every leaf and rock.
I seek strength, not to be greater
than my brother,
but to fight my greatest enemy: myself.
Make me always ready to come to you
with clean hands and straight eyes.
So when life fades as a fading
sunset my spirit may come to you without shame.
-- Native American