Our ancestors—Dakota, Lakota, Nakota
Tribes of the Sioux—
crisscrossed the prairie to what you call
the pipestone petroglyphs.
The petroglyphs spoke to us
of The Great Flood that took our people,
save the maiden on the back of the eagle.
Our people's flesh was made pipestone.
But still we made war.
The Great Spirit came,
shaped a pipe from the pipestone,
smoked it over us as a sign for peace.
We carve and smoke the pipestone
as a pipe of peace, the calumet,
on neutral ground.
What you call the pipestone petroglyphs
were first hatched by The Three Maidens.
A pillar of smoke made a great giant
that reached between Sky and Earth.
This giant told us to
look for The Three Maidens.
At the catlinite quarries,
our ancestors made offerings of tobacco,
listened to the petroglyphs cry and speak.
There were those who could hear them,
went to take instruction from the Gods.
When we received their gifts,
we gathered the sacred pipestone
from the catlinite quarries,
took it to carve into pipes,
other wakan wares.
At the end of our visits,
we made sparks fly as we chiseled.
We left our totems for all to see.