Song of the Sky Loom
Traditional Tewa, translated by H. J. Spinden
Version by D.D.
O, Mother the Earth, O Father the Sky,
weave for us now the garment of brightness,
the warp, the white light of morning,
the weft, the red glow of evening,
the fringes of the soft rain,
the border of the soaring rainbow.
Weave for us this garment so that we may,
in full presence and gratitude, walk
where birds sing, and where grasses are green;
O Mother the Earth; O Father the Sky.