Let Every Step You Take

And I Saw That The Sacred Hoop Of My People As One Of Many Hoops That Made One Circle.

It Is Hard To Follow One Great Vision In This World Of Darkness And Of Many Changing Shadows. Among Those Men Get Lost.

Whether It Happened So Or Not I Do Not Know; But If You Think About It You Can See That It Is True.

I Did Not Know Then How Much Was Ended. When I Look Back Now From This High Hill Of My Old Age, I Can Still See The Butchered Women And Children Lying Heaped And Scattered All Along The Crooked Gulch As Plain As When I Saw Them With Eyes Still Young. And I Can See That Something Else Died There In The Bloody Mud, And Was Buried In The Blizzard. A People's Dream Died There. It Was A Beautiful Dream.

Grandfather, Great Spirit, Once More Behold Me On Earth And Lean To Hear My Feeble Voice.