Black Elk

You see, I had been riding with the storm clouds, and had come to earth as rain, and it was drought that I had killed with the power that the Six Grandfathers gave me.

I know now what this meant, that the bison were the gift of a good spirit and were our strength, but we should lose them, and from the same good spirit we must find another strength.

Sometimes dreams are wiser than waking.

And when I breathed, my breath was lightning.

And as he spoke of understanding, I looked up and saw the rainbow leap with flames of many colors over me.

There can never be peace between nations until there is first known that true peace which is within the souls of men.