For in that moment of sacred truth br A rock strikes the spark of flame br And the voice of an elder whistles in the wind br Builds the hut made of buck skin and stick br Heated stone you must Aline on it`s floor br Then in the midst shall the elder voice hear. br br For in that moment of sacred truth br Water releases from the pours of body br A state of presence escapes from the mind br The passing from conscience to sub-conscience perseus, br to the place of true connection unto spirit, br and the voice of truth can only be heard. br br For in that moment of sacred truth, br is the belief of my brother before me, br and his connection to the superior being, br that brings the wisdom of the knowledge, br too how his footprints placed in history's sands, br can mare or replenish this vast world. br br For in that moment of sacred truth, br I shall stand alongside my dear brother, br though with voice of difference of tongue, br and in name the difference of word, br be it sweat hut of Indian legend, or bended knee, br the Great Spirit, or Lordship, the voice shall be heard.