O our
mother the earth, O our father the sky,
Your
children are we.
We
bring you gifts that you love.
Then
weave for us a garment of brightness,
May
the warp be the white light of morning,
May
the weft be the red light of evening,
May
the fringes be the falling rain,
May
the border be the standing rainbow.
Thus
weave for us a garment of brightness
That
we may walk fittingly where grass is green,
O our
mother the earth, O our father the sky!
Tewa
Pueblo Prayer
~ For Janice of the gentle
presence ~
Music:
Totem
May
2001
background from DreamFires, some photos from
Webshots