I looked below and saw my people there, and all were well and happy except one, and he was lying like the dead - and that one was myself.
To use the power of the bison, I had to perform that part of my vision for the people to see.
And if the great fear had not come upon me, as it did, and forced me to do my duty, I might have been less good to the people than some man who had never dreamed at all, even with the memory of so great a vision in me.
And I saw that the sacred hoop of my people as one of many hoops that made one circle.
I had a vision with which I might have saved my people, but I had not the strength to do it.
I think I have told you, but if I have not, you must have understood, that a man who has a vision is not able to use the power of it until after he has performed the vision on earth for the people to see.