So I Took The Bright

I Looked Below And Saw My People There, And All Were Well And Happy Except One, And He Was Lying Like The Dead - And That One Was Myself.

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

And I Say The Sacred Hoop Of My People Was One Of The Many Hoops That Made One Circle, Wide As Daylight And As Starlight, And In The Center Grew One Mighty Flowering Tree To Shelter All The Children Of One Mother And One Father.

Every Place Is The Center Of The World.

When I Got Back To My Father And Mother And Was Sitting Up There In Our Tepee, My Face Was Still All Puffed And My Legs And Arms Were Badly Swollen; But I Felt Good All Over And Wanted To Get Right Up And Run Around.