I Go To Pray
I go to pray
I go upon the hill
to talk to Creator
I need no building made by man
To pay respects to he who created all
I sing his praises
to the wind
I need no choirs to echo
My sacred song of gratitude
I walk gently upon the Earth
holding a prayer stick in my hands
I need no collection plate
For Grandfather to hear my prayer
I carry in my heart
All ancestors who came before
I need no alter for a candle
For their light shines in my spirit
I raise my hands to the sky
Allowing my spirit to soar above
I need not bow my head
For I am not ashamed
Darlene Doll Smith - Cherokee
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