Native American Legends
The beginning of newness (Version 1)
A Zuni Legend
Before the beginning of the New-making, the All-Father Father alone
had being. Through ages there was nothing else except black darkness.
In the beginning of the New-making, the All-Father Father thought
outward in space, and mists were created and up-lifted. Thus through
his knowledge he made himself the Sun who was thus created and is
the Great Father. The dark spaces brightened with light. The cloud
mists thickened and became water.
From his flesh, the Sun-Father created the Seed-stuff of worlds,
and he himself rested upon the waters. And these two, the Four-fold-containing
Earth-Mother and the All-covering Sky-Father, the surpassing beings,
with power of changing their forms even as smoke changes in the
wind, were the father and mother of the soul beings.
Then as man and woman spoke these two together. "Behold!"
said Earth- Mother, as a great terraced bowl appeared at hand, and
within it water, "This shall be the home of my tiny children.
On the rim of each world-country in which they wander, terraced
mountains shall stand, making in one region many mountains by which
one country shall be known from another."
Then she spat on the water and struck it and stirred it with her
fingers. Foam gathered about the terraced rim, mounting higher and
higher. Then with her warm breath she blew across the terraces.
White flecks of foam broke away and floated over the water. But
the cold breath of Sky-Father shattered the foam and it fell downward
in fine mist and spray.
Then Earth-Mother spoke:
"Even so shall white clouds float up from the great waters
at the borders of the world, and clustering about the mountain terraces
of the horizon, shall be broken and hardened by thy cold. Then will
they shed downward, in rain- spray, the water of life, even into
the hollow places of my lap. For in my lap shall nestle our children,
man-kind and creature-kind, for warmth in thy coldness."
So even now the trees on high mountains near the clouds and Sky-Father,
crouch low toward Earth-Mother for warmth and protection. Warm is
Earth- Mother, cold our Sky-Father.
Then Sky-Father said, "Even so. Yet I, too, will be helpful
to our children." Then he spread his hand out with the palm
downward and into all the wrinkles of his hand he set the semblance
of shining yellow corn-grains; in the dark of the early world-dawn
they gleamed like sparks of fire.
"See," he said, pointing to the seven grains between
his thumb and four fingers, "our children shall be guided by
these when the Sun-Father is not near and thy terraces are as darkness
itself. Then shall our children be guided by lights." So Sky-Father
created the stars. Then he said, "And even as these grains
gleam up from the water, so shall seed grain like them spring up
from the earth when touched by water, to nourish our children."
And thus they created the seed-corn. And in many other ways they
devised for their children, the soul-beings.
But the first children, in a cave of the earth, were unfinished.
The cave was of sooty blackness, black as a chimney at night time,
and foul. Loud became their murmurings and lamentations, until many
sought to escape, growing wiser and more man-like.
But the earth was not then as we now see it. Then Sun-Father sent
down two sons (sons also of the Foam-cap), the Beloved Twain, Twin
Brothers of Light, yet Elder and Younger, the Right and the Left,
like to question and answer in deciding and doing. To them the Sun-Father
imparted his own wisdom. He gave them the great cloud-bow, and for
arrows the thunderbolts of the four quarters. For buckler, they
had the fog-making shield, spun and woven of the floating clouds
and spray. The shield supports its bearer, as clouds are supported
by the wind, yet hides its bearer also. And he gave to them the
fathership and control of men and of all creatures. Then the Beloved
Twain, with their great cloud-bow lifted the Sky-Father into the
vault of the skies, that the earth might become warm and fitter
for men and creatures. Then along the sun-seeking trail, they sped
to the mountains westward. With magic knives they spread open the
depths of the mountain and uncovered the cave in which dwelt the
unfinished men and creatures. So they dwelt with men, learning to
know them, and seeking to lead them out.
Now there were growing things in the depths, like grasses and vines.
So the Beloved Twain breathed on the stems, growing tall toward
the light as grass is wont to do, making them stronger, and twisting
them upward until they formed a great ladder by which men and creatures
ascended to a second cave.
Up the ladder into the second cave-world, men and the beings crowded,
following closely the Two Little but Mighty Ones. Yet many fell
back and were lost in the darkness. They peopled the under-world
from which they escaped in after time, amid terrible Earth shakings.
In this second cave it was as dark as the night of a stormy season,
but larger of space and higher. Here again men and the beings increased,
and their complaints grew loud. So the Twain again increased the
growth of the ladder, and again led men upward, not all at once,
but in six bands, to become the fathers of the six kinds of men,
the yellow, the tawny gray, the red, the white, the black, and the
mingled. And this time also many were lost or left behind.
Now the third great cave was larger and lighter, like a valley
in starlight. And again they increased in number. And again the
Two led them out into a fourth cave. Here it was light like dawning,
and men began to perceive and to learn variously, according to their
natures, wherefore the Twain taught them first to seek the Sun-Father.
Then as the last cave became filled and men learned to understand,
the Two led them forth again into the great upper world, which is
the World of Knowing Seeing.
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