(In memory of Gordon Wright.)
I believe in the mystery of being,
in the wholeness of life,
and the spirit in all things.
I believe in the tundra,
in the forests, in the rivers,
and the nameless mountains stretching to the sea.
I believe in the music
of the rising wind, the rushing water,
and the bell-tones of the hermit thrush ringing in the twilight.
I believe we are relatives
of the moose, and the swans,
of the birch, the cranberry, and the wild rose.
I believe that our destiny
is to know our place, to live in peace,
and to listen to the earth.