We Are Part Of The Earth And

The Water's Murmur Is The Voice Of My Father's Father.

All Things Share The Same Breath - The Beast, The Tree, The Man... The Air Shares Its Spirit With All The Life It Supports.

What Is There To Life If A Man Cannot Hear The Lonely Cry Of The Whippoorwill Or The Arguments Of The Frogs Around The Pool At Night?

The White Man's Dead Forget The Country Of Their Birth When They Go To Walk Among The Stars. Our Dead Never Forget This Beautiful Earth, For It Is The Mother Of The Red Man. We Are Part Of The Earth And It Is Part Of Us.

We Do Not Own The Freshness Of The Air Or The Sparkle Of The Water. How Can You Buy Them From Us?