Ways of the Land

Indigenous North American Wisdom-Poetry The Ways of the Land Collection “I was born in Nature's wide domain!

The trees were all that sheltered my infant limbs, blue heavens all that covered me.

I am one of Nature's children.

I have always admired her.

She shall be my glory: her features, her robes, and the wreath about her brow, the seasons, her stately oaks, the evergreen her hair, ringlets over the earth, all contribute to my enduring love of her.

And wherever I see her, emotions of pleasure roll in my breast, yes, they swell and burst like waves on the shores of the ocean, in prayer and praise to Him who has placed me in her hand.

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It is thought great to be born in palaces surrounded with wealth, but to be born in Nature's wide domain is greater still!

I would much more glory in this birthplace, with the broad canopy of heaven above me, and the giant arms of the forest trees for my shelter, than to be born in palaces of marble, studded with pillars of gold!

Nature will be Nature still, while palaces shall decay and fall in ruins.

Yes, Niagara will be Niagara a thousand years hence!

The rainbow, a wreath over her brow, shall continue as long as the Sun, and the flowing of the river; while the work of art, however carefully protected and preserved, shall fade and crumble into dus t!�

George Copway (Kahgegagahbowh) Ojibwa

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What is man without the beasts?

If all the beasts were gone, men would die from great loneliness of spirit, for whatever happens to the beasts also happens to man.

All things are connected.

Whatever befalls Earth, befalls the children of the Earth.

Chief Seattle Suquamish and Duwamish

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I love that land of winding waters more than all the rest of the world.

A man who would not love his father's grave is worse than a brutish animal.

Chief Joseph Nez Perce

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The Lakota Sioux Nation Native North America: character and deep emotions leave no room for enmity in hearts toward fellow creatures and neighbors.

Mountains, lakes, rivers, springs, valleys, and woods, winds, rain, snow, sunshine, day, night, change of seasons , birds, insects, and animals fill the world with love-knowledge: all are finished beauty; are endlessly fascinating; that defies human comprehension.

The Lakota were always true naturalist lovers of Nature: loved the Earth and all things of the Earth, attachment that grows with age.

The old people came literally to love the soil and they sat or reclined on the ground feeling close to a mothering power.

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It was good for skin to touch the Earth, the old people liked to remove their moccasins and walk with bare feet on the sacred Earth.

Their homes were built upon the earth and their altars were made of earth.

The birds flew high in the air and came to rest upon the earth, the final abiding place of all life’s growth: soothing soil, strengthening, cleansing, and healing.

This is why an old Indian still sits upon the earth instead of propping himself up, away from its life-giving forces.

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For to sit or lie upon the ground is to be able to think more deeply and to feel more keenly and to see more clearly into the mysteries of life and come closer in kinship to other lives about oneself.

Chief Luther Standing Bear Teton Sioux

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You ask me to plow the ground: shall I take a knife and tear my mother's bosom?

Then when I die she will not take me to rest.

You ask me to dig for stones: shall I dig under her skin for her bones?

Then when I die I cannot enter her body to be born again.

You ask me to cut grass make hay and sell it, become rich like white men, but how dare I cut my mother's hair?

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I want my people to stay with me.

All the dead men will come to life again.

Their spirits will come to their bodies again.

We must wait here in the homes of our fathers: be ready to meet them in the bosom of our mother.

Wovoka Paiute

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Great Spirit! I want no blood upon my land to stain the grass.

I want it all clear and pure, I wish it so that all who go through among my people may find it peaceful when they come, and leave peacefully when they go.

Ten Bears Yamparika Comanche

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I love the land, the buffalo and will not part with it; I want our children raised as was I: I don't want to settle.

I love to roam over the prairies.

There I feel free and happy, but when we settle down we grow pale and die.

Satanta Kiowa Chief

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