None but Indians have ever lived in this country, and they exist only as a
part of it. They have never attempted to assert themselves, but have
grown up in it like trees. It is their food, their drink, their religion,
and their life. Their songs and prayers are of the earth, the sky, and the
rain. They never struggle with it, but use it to help them only as a part
of themselves. They pass through it silently, leaving as little trace as
sunlight through wind.

                                                            -- DONALD JOHN HALL

[Photograph:  Pool and stream. Grand Gulch]