Know The Power That Is Peace.

All Things Are Our Relatives; What We Do To Everything, We Do To Ourselves. All Is Really One.

I Did Not Know Then How Much Was Ended. When I Look Back Now From This High Hill Of My Old Age, I Can Still See The Butchered Women And Children Lying Heaped And Scattered All Along The Crooked Gulch As Plain As When I Saw Them With Eyes Still Young. And I Can See That Something Else Died There In The Bloody Mud, And Was Buried In The Blizzard. A People's Dream Died There. It Was A Beautiful Dream.

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.

To Use The Power Of The Bison, I Had To Perform That Part Of My Vision For The People To See.

I Saw More Than I Can Tell / And I Understood More Than I Saw.