Thou art beautiful in our hearts, and we love thee.
Blessed art thou in all of creation.
The Jewell of the Universe.

We bless thee in the pure rays of the rising sun.
We listen at high mountain springs to the birds of morning
As they sing of hope and promise a new tomorrow.
Dancing water spirits play with rocks of quartz and silver,
Spring flowers in green grasses lift our hearts.

Thy mountains are our hope and our life,
Where angels sing with mighty power from high clear spaces,
And the crags echo with joy to the orchestra of light,
Heralding the new age to come,
When all our animal teachers will dwell in balance upon thy breast.

Buffalo will return to ancient homelands,
Bringing life and power to the flowing plains,
Below purple clouds and rain,
Where storms of lightning connect to Father Sky above,
Bursts of brilliant energy in the black horizon below moon clouds.

We walk in reverence though ancient forests,
Beneath enormous beings existing in a slower and greater dignity.
We thank them for their love and care.
May they live until the end of time.

The oceans.  Oh, the oceans.
How can I speak of the oceans, oh my brothers,
How can I speak of all creation?  
It is upon the vast reaches of these wonders
That the winds of time interact with Earth.
Expressing the emotion and creativity
In the Dance of our Divine Mother and Father.

We send our love and protection to our brothers in the seas,
The whales and dolphins who broadcast the state of our world to the stars.
We beg forgiveness for abuses done by others lost in darkness.
And we bless the salmon who connect the land to the sea of life.
Let not their anger tear apart our continent.
May our good help and intentions return them to traditional waters.

Ho!  Let it be so.
All is good.  All is well.
Blessed are we to be with thee,
And may we live with thee in harmony and peace forever.

from Lorea Ireland

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