Wind Song (Pima)
Far on the desert ridges
Stands the cactus;
Lo, the blossoms swaying
To and fro, the blossoms swaying, swaying.
A Song of Spring (Chippewa)
As my eyes search the prairie,
I feel the summer in the spring.
The Darkness Song From the Invitation Rite (Iroquois)
(The chief of the Invitation Rite requests all the night folk of the forest to protect his people on their journey to the morning.)
We wait in the darkness!
Come, all ye who listen,
Help in our night journey:
Now no sun is shining;
Now no star is glowing;
Come show us the pathway:
The night is not friendly;
She closes her eyelids;
The moon has forgot us,
We wait in the darkness!