"Hunting Prayer"

Spirit will enter me
Coyote will come to me
The Ancestors will teach me
The Earth will support me
The Sun will burn and purify me
The Oceans will cleanse and refresh me
The Stars will guide me
I will smell the scent, bear my fangs
I will claw, scratch, kick and bite
I will tunnel right through forming Mountains behind me
I will tear things apart to reach it Blood will be everywhere
With my cunning I will trick and deceive
I will blow great gusts of wind over everything
Such that no Evil can stand
Such that Death shall give way to me
Until I reach the Core
And with my teeth
Retrieve my cub
Retrieve this soul¹

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