The Holy Land Is Everywhere.

Whether It Happened So Or Not I Do Not Know; But If You Think About It You Can See That It Is True.

I Looked Below And Saw My People There, And All Were Well And Happy Except One, And He Was Lying Like The Dead - And That One Was Myself.

The Soldiers Did Go Away And Their Towns Were Torn Down; And In The Moon Of Falling Leaves (november), They Made A Treaty With Red Cloud That Said Our Country Would Be Ours As Long As Grass Should Grow And Water Flow.

All Over The Sky A Sacred Voice Is Calling Your Name.

The Great Spirit Is Everywhere; He Hears Whatever Is In Our Minds And Our Hearts, And It Is Not Necessary To Speak To Him In A Loud Voice.