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"When you were born, you cried and the world rejoiced.
Live your life so that when you die,
the world cries and you rejoice."
Cherokee Expression
You are my sister, you are my brother because
we were born of the same
Great Spirit; conceived from the same mound of Earth - slept quietly
together in the cradle
of unknowing until He,
in His gentleness set us in the midst of humanity ...
You are my sister, You are my brother ...
I
Love You.
You and I are destined to be companions on the
path of life ... Together or
apart. If the color of my skin is different from yours, it matters not,
only let the beauty
of our souls be kindred ...
You are my sister, You are my brother ...
I Love You.
I will honor your wisdom and understanding, as
you will mine. Together
we shall seek the seeds of truth in the distant rooms of the Great Spirit; the
reflection of
inner knowledge shall wear as beauty upon our faces ...
You are my sister, You are my brother ...
I Love You.
I will be human and fall down in rough places,
but thy hand is near mine
... I will reach for it ... I shall not be alone, I will embrace you when the
rains of sorrow
visit you; I will befriend your soul as if it is my own,
You are my sister, You are my brother ...
I Love You.
From The Echota Cherokee Tribe
Of Alabama
" You were born together, and together you shall be ever more.
You shall be together when the white wings of death scatter
your days.
Aye, you shall be together in the silent memory of God."
Kahlil Gibran
There is no death. Only a change of worlds.
Chief Seattle
We will be known forever by the tracks we leave.
Dakota
"Treat the earth well: it was not given to you by your parents, it was loaned to you by your
children. We do not inherit the Earth from our Ancestors, we borrow it from our Children."
Ancient Indian Proverb
A Native American Prayer
"Oh Great Spirit, whose voice I hear in the winds,
and whose breath gives life to all things, hear me.
I come to you as one of your many children.
I am small and weak, I need your strength and your wisdom.
May I walk in beauty. May my eyes ever behold the
glorious sunrise,
and may they see as much mystery in your small miracles
as in your great ones.
Make my hands respect the things you have created,
and my ears sharp enough to hear your voice.
Make me wise so that I may know the things you have taught
your children,
the lessons you have hidden in every leaf and rock.
Make me strong, not to overcome my brothers,
but to be able to fight my greatest enemy, myself.
Make me ever ready to come to you with pure hands and
straight eyes,
so that when my life fades as the fading sunset,
my spirit may come to you and stand before you, without
shame."
Author Unknown
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