Song of Entering the Village

I am home, I am home, I am home,

I have now come to the land that is home.

I have now come to the border of the village.

I have now come to the foot-worn soil of the village.

I have now come to the rear of the sacred house.

I have now come to the end of the sacred house.

I have now come to the door of the sacred house.

I have now come to the inside of the sacred house.

I have now come to the kettle pole of the sacred house.

I have now come to the fireplace of the sacred house.

I have now come to the middle of the sacred house.

I have now come to the smoke vent of the sacred house.

I have now come into the midst of the light of day.

—of the Osage Nation, 𐓁𐒻 𐓂𐒼𐒰𐓇𐒼𐒰͘, Ni Okašką, (People of the Middle Waters)

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