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The Last Mooseskin Boat



0 our Mother Earth,

0 our Father Sky,

Your children are we, and with tired backs

We bring you gifts that you love.

Then weave for us a garment of brightness;

May the warp be the white light of morning,

May the weft be the red light of evening,

May the fringes be the falling rain,

May the border be the standing rainbow.

Thus weave for us a garment of brightness

That we may walk fittingly where grass is green,

0 our Mother Earth,

0 our Father Sky!

Tewa





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