It may be that some little root of the sacred tree still lives. Nourish it then, that it may leaf and bloom and fill with singing birds.
BLACK ELKIt may be that some little root of the sacred tree still lives. Nourish it then, that it may leaf and bloom and fill with singing birds.
BLACK ELKThe hawk swoops down on its prey, so does the Indian. In his lament he is like an animal.
BLACK ELKAll over the sky a sacred voice is calling your name.
BLACK ELKCrazy Horse dreamed and went into the world where there is nothing but the spirits of things. That is the real world that is behind this one, and everything we see here is something like a shadow from that world….
BLACK ELKI think I have told you, but if I have not, you must have understood, that a man who has a vision is not able to use the power of it until after he has performed the vision on earth for the people to see.
BLACK ELKWe should understand well that all things are the work of the Great Spirit. We should know the Great Spirit is within all things: the trees, the grasses, the rivers, the mountains, and the four-legged and winged peoples; and even more important.
BLACK ELKThe life of a person is a circle from childhood to childhood, and so it is in everything where power moves.
BLACK ELKThe 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.
BLACK ELKEach family is a circle, and those family circles connect together and make a community, and the community makes its circle where it lives on the Earth.
BLACK ELKFor instance, the coyote is sly, so is the Indian. The eagle is the same. That is why the Indian is always feathered up, he is a relative to the wings of the air.
BLACK ELKI had a vision with which I might have saved my people, but I had not the strength to do it.
BLACK ELKEverything the Power of the World does is done in a circle.
BLACK ELKThe sky is round, and I have heard that the earth is round like a ball, and so are all the stars. The wind, in its greatest power, whirls.
BLACK ELKThe Universe is circles within circles, and everything is one circle, and all the circles are connected to each other.
BLACK ELKEven the seasons form a great circle in their changing, and always come back again to where they were.
BLACK ELKPerhaps you have noticed that even in the very lightest breeze you can hear the voice of the cottonwood tree; this we understand is its prayer to the Great Spirit, for not only men, but all things and all beings pray to Him continually in differing ways.
BLACK ELK