Anne P. Miller

Ojibwa Prayer Oh Great Spirit, whose voice I hear in the winds And whose breath gives to everyone, Hear me. I come to you as one of your many children; I am weak...I am small...I need your wisdom and your strength. Let me walk in beauty, and make my eyes ever behold the red and purple sunsets. Make my hands respect the things you have made, and my ears sharp so I may hear your voice. Make me wise, so that I may understand what you have taught my people and The lessons you have hidden in each leaf and rock. I ask for wisdom and strength, Not to be superior to my brothers, but to be able to fight my greatest enemy, myself. Make me ever ready to come before you with clean hands and a straight eye. So as life fades away as a fading sunset, My spirit may come to you without shame.