Gitchie Manito, The Creator,
who breathes life into this humbled shell of flesh.
Under Geesis Mishomis, Grandfather Sun,
I stand alone surrounded by beauty.

With a cleansed soul I hear the pines whisper, and the brooks laugh.
I am in awe of all your creations.
You have given this sacred Ahki, Land,
on which you see me fit to stand upon.

With great joy I watch,
my Neejawnisug, children play.
Their Bapeewug, laughter fills the air and my heart.

I look upon you Gitchie Manito, The Creator,
with cloudless eyes and pure of heart.
I am thankful and say Migwetch, thank you,
for all that you have unselfishly given to me.

Bless me so that my Manitouwabi, spirit, stays strong.
Guide me along the right Mekanayzn, path.
So that one day without shame,
I shall meet you face to face.

I am but a humbled Ojibwe Anishinabe, Indian.
They call me,
Muskodayn Bishikee Ikway,
Buffalo Woman.

ŠElizabeth Ann Bushey
June ~ 12 ~ 2006
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