Hope was never meant to beA future shared alone,As life cannot be won or lostIt was never ours to own.

Know yourself, not a face, in love, a deeper grace.

I wish for all who look for Gold,Shall find one letter less,A world where trying always wins,And leaves the loser blessed.

Is it not enough to shine,To know that friends are true?That love is born of friendship,And who you are is you?

The time has come for you, your Tribe, and all First Peoples. Together, you must learn, remember, and teach the languages, songs, and stories of your ancestors so you may rise once again as true Shepherds of Earth. Teach your quiet light and wisdom to all that they may know, love, and honor all Spirits and the circle of life.

May your footsteps leave only friends behind.

Schoolteachers teach what they and others know. Forest teachers - bear, wolf, lynx, beaver, bird, every flower and tree - teach us how to live, love, and grow.

Teach them a spider does not spin a web. Spiders spin meaning. Cut one strand and the web holds. Cut many, the web falls. With the web's fall, so too falls the spider. Break the web. Break the spider. So breaks the circle of life.

Destroy us, land and forest takes forever from your children. Walk the circle of life. Have no fear. Together, let us love and protect our children, respect the land and forest, giving back what we have taken.