It is hard to follow one great vision in this world of darkness and of many changing shadows. Among those men get lost.

Everything an Indian does is in a circle, and that is because the power of the world always works in circles, and everything tries to be round. In the old days when we were a strong and happy people, all our power came to us from the sacred hoop of the nation, and so long as the hoop was unbroken the people flourished.

At the center of the universe dwells the Great Spirit. And that center is really everywhere. It is within each of us.

And while I stood there I saw more than I can tell and I understood more than I saw; for I was seeing in a sacred manner the shapes of all things in the spirit, and the shape of all shapes as they must live together like one being.

I looked about me once again, and suddenly the dancing horses without number changed into animals of every kind and into all the fowls that are, and these fled back to the four quarters of the world from whence the horses came, and vanished.

Give me strength to walk the soft earth, a relative to all that is.

I had a vision with which I might have saved my people, but I had not the strength to do it.