Many peoples have camped at your
Over rivers and plains they travelled.
Under storm clouds and blue skies,
Never ceasing in their noble purpose.
To their homeland the tribesmen guided.
Always thankful to the Great Spirit.
Infinite in His abundant Goodness.
Now we climb your colorful heights.
Together Humankind and the land unite.
Every being sings its life-song.
About survival, death, and rebirth.
Chieftains chant their tribal stories.
History resounding through the woods.
Each rock has witnessed an evolution
Standing on the mountain's brow.
My knowledge is made whole, like
Even as I look away.