There are things in life to ponder, questions we must ask

But one thing I know is true, I am Indian at last

When I hear winds blowing, around all earthly things

And hear unheard voices, as all creation sings

I dare not question my connection, with the dusty plains

I feel the strength of Indian spirit, flowing through my brain

When I hear the drums beat steady, and view the eyes of pain

Resulting from the going through, of many years of shame

I dare not question my connection, with those gone on before me

I feel their sadness and their grief, I am Indian, don`t you see ?

When I see the courage now, of those who walk this road

The strong commitment to the cause, the willingness to carry this load

I dare not question my connection, to the heart beats of native - kin

I feel their strength - our spirit fly, together we will win

The thing that touches me the most, the feelings we are share

The question not the blood lines

The question what it means

To be native in this world and face struggles yet unseen

We must tell them everything, they must be told it all

To be native means Creator made, so my friend stand tall

I dare not question my connection, to forces all around

Safe, secure, determined now

I am Indian, and I am found  

Sophie, Mereaù (-Brentano) 1770-1806