I Had A Vision With

Like The Grasses Showing Tender Faces To Each Other, Thus Should We Do, For This Was The Wish Of The Grandfathers Of The World.

Everything Tries To Be Round.

They Told Me I Had Been Sick Twelve Days, Lying Like Dead All The While, And That Whirlwind Chaser, Who Was Standing Bear's Uncle And A Medicine Man, Had Brought Me Back To Life.

I Cured With The Power That Came Through Me.

When A Vision Comes From The Thunder Beings Of The West, It Comes With Terror Like A Thunder Storm; But When The Storm Of Vision Has Passed, The World Is Greenier And Happier; For Wherever The Truth Of Vision Comes Upon The World, It Is Like A Rain. The World, You See, Is Happier After The Terror Of The Storm.