Johnano-ai starts each day from his hogan, in the east, 
and rides across the skies to his hogan in the west,
carring the shining golden disk, the sun.
He has five horses--
a horse of turquoise,
a horse of white shell, 
a horse of pearl shell, 
a horse of red shell, 
and a horse of coal.
When the skies are blue and the wheather is fair,
Johano-ai is riding his turquoise horse or
his horse of white shell or of pearl;
but when the heavens are dark with storm,
he has mounted the red horse, 
or the horse of coal.
Beneath the hoofs of the horses are
spead precious hides of all kinds,
and beautiful woven blankets,
richly decorated, called "naskan."
In olden times the Navajos used to wear such blankets,
and men say they were first found in the home of the sun-god*.
*(the sunlight on meadow and spring is suggested in the 
pasturing of the sun-god's horses. )
Johano-ai pastures his herds on flower-blossoms
and gives them to drink of the mingled waters.
These are holy waters, waters from the four quarters of the world.
The Navajos use such waters in their rites.
When the horse of the Sun-god goes, he raises,
not dust, but "pitistchi," glittering grains of mineral
such as are used in religious ceremonies; 
and when he rolls, and shakes himself, 
it is shining pitistchi that flies from him.
When he runs, the sacred pollen offered 
to the sun-god is all about him, 
like dust, so that he looks like a mist; 
for the Navajos sometimes say that the 
mist on the horizon is the pollen that has been offered to the gods.
The Navajo sings of the horses of Johano-ai in order that he, too,
may have beautiful horses like those of the sun-god.
Standing among his herds he scatters holy pollen,
and sings this song for the blessing and protection of his animals:
HLIN BIYIN
Song of the Horse
How joyous his neigh!
Lo, the Turquoise horse of Johano-ai,
How joyous his neigh,
There on precious hides outspead standeth he
How joyous his neigh,
There on tips of fair fresh flowers feedeth he;
How joyous his neigh,
There of mingled waters holy drinketh he;
How joyous his niegh,
There he spurneth dust of glittering grains;
How joyous his neigh,
There in mist of sacred pollen hidden, all hidden he;
How joyous his neigh,
There his offspring many grow and thrive for evermore.
How joyous his neigh!
A-Ho
sung and told by Navajos of Arizona



I sing this too my first pony Swifteagle 
and horse Peppy Navajo 
and I love them still,
their spirits are inside of me, 
and we will run together 
in eternity as one, 
they where my best friends for many years.
And that is so!
a-ho
Spiritrider

I sing to the stars
alone I chant
a chant I don't know
alone I chant
a chant I don't understand
alone I chant
my soul is old
alone I chant
my heart is tired
alone I chant
but here I stay
alone I chant
another day!
alone I chant
and that is good!
Spiritrider
I awoke with this song in my mind! 4-18-98
Good Morning World! 
Spirit said to write it down
And that is so!