Besides the treasured time I’ve been able to spend with my mother, my favorite gift this Christmas is a hard-to-find copy of a rare book of original Native American poetry. Though, truth be told, to call it poetry is a bit of a misnomer. Native people believed in the power of words; to say something out loud was a literal request or command to make the words reality. So a prayer or incantation might be a more accurate description. I thought I’d share one along with a literary translation in English: Chant to the Fire-fly (Chippewa).