Flint Hills Wisdom Keepers Gathering Blog
Tuesday, August 7, 2012
Navajo Chant:
The mountains, I become part of it.
The herbs, the fir tree, I become part of it.
The morning mists, the clouds, the gathering waters,
I become part of it.
The wilderness, the dew drops, the pollen …
I become part of it.
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