My Grandfather is the fire
My Grandmother is the wind
The earth is my mother
The Great Spirit is my father
The word stopped at my birth,
and laid itself at my feat.
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 will to live.
Hail the Earth, my mother,
wihout wich no food could be grown.
and so cause the will to live to starve.
Hail the wind, my grandmother,
for she brings loving, living the 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.
Hail my parents and grandparents,
without wich no I nor you nor anyone else could exist.
Live gives live,
wich gives unto itself.
a promise of new life.
Hail the Great Spirit, the earth, the wind, the fire
praise my parents loudly for they are your parents to.
Oh, Great Spirit giver of my life please accept this humble offering
of prayer this offering of praise this honest reverence of my love for you.