Ye four, come hither and stand, near shall ye stand,t In four groups shall ye stand, Here shall ye stand, in this place stand.
[The thunder rolls]
Turned by the wind goes the one I send yonder; Yonder he goes who is whirled by the winds; Goes, where the four hills of life and the four winds are standing;
There in the midst of the winds do I send him, Into the midst of the winds standing there.
[The thunder rolls]
* By Alice C. Fletcher.
t The " four " are the four winds.
SONG TO THE THUNDER GODS *
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