When A Vision Comes From The Thunder

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

But If The Vision Was True And Mighty, As I Know, It Is True And Mighty Yet;for Such Things Are Of Spirit, And It Is In The Darkness Of Their Eyes That Men Get Lost.

Also, As I Lay There Thinking Of My Vision, I Could See It All Again And Feel The Meaning With A Part Of Me Like A Strange Power Glowing In My Body; But When The Part Of Me That Talks Would Try To Make Words For The Meaning, It Would Be Like Fog And Get Away From Me.

You Remember That My Great Vision Came To Me When I Was Only Nine Years Old, And You Have Seen That I Was Not Much Good For Anything Until After I Had Performed The Horse Dance Near The Mouth Of The Tongue River During My Eighteenth Summer.

The Universe Is Circles Within Circles, And Everything Is One Circle, And All The Circles Are Connected To Each Other. Each Family Is A Circle, And Those Family Circles Connect Together And Make A Community, And The Community Makes Its Circle Where It Lives On The Earth. It (the Community) Cares For That Part (of The Earth) But Cares For It As A Circle - Which Is To Say In A Cooperative And Egalitarian Way, Where Everybody Is Cared For, And Everybody Is Respected.