The president in Washington sends word that he wishes to buy our land.
But how can you buy or sell the sky? the land?
The idea is strange to us.
Every part of this earth is sacred to my people, every shining
pine needle, every shore, every mist in the dark woods, every meadow.
All are holy in the memory and experience of my people.
We are a part of this earth and it is a part of us.
The perfume flowers are our sisters.
The bear, the deer, the great eagle, these are our brothers.
Each ghostly reflection in the clear waters of the lake tells of
memories of events in the life of my people.
The water's murmurs are the voice of my father's father.
The rivers are our brothers. They carry our canoes and feed our
If we sell you our land, remember that the air is precious to us.
That the air shares its spirit with all the life it supports.
The wind, which gave our father his first breath, also receives his last
This we know: the earth does not belong to man, man belongs to the
All things are connected like the blood that unites us all.
Man did not weave the web of life, he is merely a strand in it.
Whatever he does to the web he does to himself.
Your destiny is a mystery to us.
What will happen when the buffalo are all slaughtered?
What will happen when the secret corners of the forest are heavy with
the scent of many men?
And the view of the ripe hills are blotted by talking wires?
The end of living and the beginning of survival!
When the last red man has vanished with his wilderness, and his memories
are only the shadow of a cloud moving across the prairie, will these
shores and forests still be here?
Will there be any spirit of my people left?
We love this earth as a newborn loves his mother's heartbeat.
So, if we sell you our land love it as we have loved it.
Care for it as we have cared for it.
Hold in your mind the memory of the land as it is when you receive it.
Preserve the land for all children and love it as god loves us all.
One thing we know: there is only one god.
No man, be he red man or white man, can be apart. We are brothers after