As the winds that blow, here, let my mind wander…

As the tree that stands, here, give me strength and old age

Let me bend, and mold, to stronger forces…

Let solid ground, forever, hold my feet…

I am Three Bears – an old Pikuni here in the mountains…

I came to think -to look ahead – to hope and pray may my ancestors – in all the world – still have the wisdom to live with nature…

To come and pray, to all, our Spirits there…