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My Grandfather is the Fire My Grandmother is the Wind The Earth is my Mother The Great Spirit is my Father The World stopped at my birth and laid itself at my feet And I shall swallow the Earth whole when I die, and the Earth and I will be one. Hail The Great Spirit, my Father, without him no one could exist because there would be no will to live. Hail The Earth, my Mother, without which no food could be grown and so cause the will to live to starve. Hail the wind, my Grandmother, for she brings loving, life-giving rain nourishing us as she nourishes our crops. Hail the fire, my Grandfather, for the light, the warmth, the comfort he brings without wh