I will be the wind that moves the leaves
That rises from the forest of ancient time
I will be in the water that life breathes
That rises from the depths with every sign
I will be the sigh across the plains
That rises from the tempest of lost love
I will be the seed in every grain
That rises to the spirits of worlds above
I will be the great redeeming voice
That rises from our burial grounds of shame
I will be the truth of age’s choice
That rises from the power of my name
I will whisper sweetness while you sleep
That rises from the truth of all words spoken
I will send you dreams of memories deep
That rises from all life before awoken
I will be the name on every tongue
That rises up to challenge the test of nature
I will be the singer of the song
That rises up and grows in strength and stature
I will be the buffalo roaming free
That rises up with birds and fallow deer
I will be the wolf and cub in forest or lea
That rises up to stop our land being raped with anger
I will be the one you will know it in me
That rises from the force of all things shown
I will be all this and more my heart at Wounded Knee
That rises with past present and future sown
