If you had been there in the beginning,
if you had gathered round a fire with others,
if, in your primitive language, would you
have said to the others, "I wish sharing among us.
I wish no hurt or harm to any of you. I wish for
warmth when it is cold. I will lie with the one
I favor if she touches my face. When we hunger,
we will throw our spears only at four-legeds
we will eat. I love all of you. You are my brothers
and sisters." All kissed the stars, then fell into sleep.

TOD HOWARD HAWKS