For those of us who understand.

this is in honor of my grandparents and my mom's.
For my life partner, and my brothers and sister.
For all who pray upon the wings of a dove.

I am Cherokee
Tsa `la` gi- Tsu `le `hi sa nv `hi-chu lay hee sa noo hee.

a ska `ya. a `ge ya a`yo li...
da `gi u`no le- a ga `lis gv, `ga e `lo `hi.
da `gi gag-da `ya i.
a sa `do`lis do `ti.
da`ga dv `ga ni-ni`hi.
a da`do`lis do`ti.
da`go hi yu`ni`ga e`lo`li `u wo`di hi.

I am cherokee, the resurrected one.
Man, woman, child.
Iam the air, wind, sun shining...the world.
Pray.
I will hear you.
I believe the world beautiful...a da`do`lis do`ti.
for there is much more to this other then just words.
I say my prayers upon the wings of a dove while bathing in the water the moment I awake, and each time I wash my hands and face.
I know I am but a care giver to this earth. For I only take what I need and always give back to this beautiful earth and give thanks to the Great Spirit above.
Above me, below me...to the north and east of me, the west and south of me and all around me.

As I always say: Peace in the City, Peace in the Valley, Peace in our souls.

~`usti-`itlv`gv~ Little Big Tree.