Song to the Thunder Gods

Song to the Thunder Gods

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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