Light is born but is wrapped in darkness.
I see but I see not.
I feel but I feel not.
How long ?, I cannot say.
Five minutes or five million years ?
It matters not.
The galaxy expands.
The planets spin.
Kina. I see the beginning.
I fall. I hear the loon cry. Emptiness recedes.
I see the star road. Guide me Alakwsôwdi.
I see the edge.
Like flitting embers rising from an unknown fire.
It draws me.
Is see darkness within the light.
I see expectant fullness in the dawn.
I remember. I hear a loon cry. Guide me through the darkness.
I foresee. I hear my loon cry. Guide me through the mist.
Without a sound I skim the waters surface like a canoe before sunrise.
Mdawilha guide me safely through the mist.
Mdawilha guide me to Ndakinna.
Mdawilha guide me to my wigwôm.