All creation is one. What we do to one, we do to the entire web of life.
Take only memories, leave only footprints.
All things are connected like the blood which unites one family.
To us, the ashes of our ancestors are sacred and their resting place is hallowed ground.
Man does not weave this web of life. He is merely a strand of it. Whatever he does to the web, he does to himself.
Contaminate your bed and you will one night suffocate in your own waste.