Taken from "Wolf Ceremony"
Story by
Cheif Dan George (1899-1981)
In my song, I appealed to the Wolf to come and preside over us while
I would perform the Wolf ceremony so that the bondage between
my grandson and the wolf would be lifelong.
I Sang.
In my voice was the hope that clings to every heartbeat.
I Sang.
In my words were the powers I inherited from my forefathers.
I Sang.
In my cupped hands lay a spruce seed...the link of creation.
I Sang.
In my eyes sparkled Love.
I Sang.