O. Fred Donaldson / From "Earth Prayers"
We are sending you to that Great God.
Tell Him that we who invented forgiveness do not forgive; That we, who speak of trust cannot trust;
That we, who invoke faith would not believe.
I write as though you could read.
But I know you understand.
When you have left the forests and tundras
and no longer leave your sinewy trails within the snows,
Tell Him that you were made on a different day.
Your howls of bewilderment will echo
with the mountain winds.
And your songs will join those of the whales.
Tell Him for me,
"Forgive them Father for they know not what they do."