Prayer of the Nations
Wakan Tanka Watches
As a genetically endowed native American of Cherokee and Creek descent, I felt compelled to ask this prayer to the Great Spirit in the Sky.
Oh, great spirit of the walkways, in the golden sky,
Send your favor to us, from where the great birds fly.
Send to us the rains that will quench all of our thirsts,
grant us the warming sun, that helps the seed to burst.
Drive away the hunger that robs your ones of pride,
send us the buffalo, and the wild horses to ride.
Make no wanderers of your small children here,
help keep our place, and give us no cause to hide.
Oh, great Wakan Tanka, the most grand of spirits,
in the farthest reaches, beyond the light of moon,
Send your guardians, those of the holiest places,
protect our homes and honor us, and come soon.
As the blowing winds spread their arching wings, fair,
sending the dusts, as smoke, across the widest plains.
The finest of your purest of airs, please, to us, do spare,
the good breath, that gives to us all, escaping all pains.
We seek your guiding hands, of all your good harmony,
direct our minds and set them, in our strongest memory..
Forgive our wrongs, and bless our best, in your sight,
keep us from the harms, of the darkness, in the night.
Oh, marvelous being, the creator of all, that we may see,
protect your faithful children, where ever we may be.
The Sioux, and the Apache, Navaho tribes, all seek your love
value all your caring guidance, you will send from above.
The small creatures await quietly, seeking your presence,
as the feathered birds, search, to soar in the morning's air.
The lizard moves about in the darkness, to hide from his foe,
the snake lies in the rocks, and there remains in its lair.
No living being upon the earth, shall show its own face,
until you're there, in spiritual strength, to receive your grace.
Come to us, then saving our souls, and with finest gifts,
grant us our strongest wings, that your wind, so uplifts.
The Divine Walker, watches over His beloved ones, so fair,
He comes to comfort them, in their times of despair,
Then He drys away their tears, and using His own hair,
to perpetuate, that with his love, he always does care.
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