Decades before the gathering
of our peoples onto reservations,
Grandfather knew of what was to come.
There seemed to be an urgency in
his voice as we sat together to
listen ever closer to the myths
and legends of our people who
settled these parts. We paid heed
to our tribe’s elder with rapt
attention. He reminded us of
Breath-Maker who is our creator
and told of his home, and our
afterlife, in the Milky Way.
He told us of Little Giver
who gifts us with corn which
is crucial to our livelihood
and how we should
always express our gratitude.
Too we are always taught to
give thanks to the animals who
sacrifice their lives for us.
And we make sure that we use as
much of their bodies as we can
so nothing is wasted or disregarded.
All creatures, all those who fly,
slither, hop, grunt, squeak or
peep are a revered part of our lives.
Our lives intertwine with all beings.
For thousands of years we native
people lived in peace and harmony with
the land, waters and animals. Our
legends speak of respect for nature.
The Seminoles believe that if the
earth declines and dies so will we.
We’re working hard to help our
Mother thrive and regain her health.
We knew well before the white man
how to leave a small footprint upon this earth.
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