Wednesday, May 8, 2013

sweep of wing


 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Eagle Poem


To pray you open your whole self
To sky, to earth, to sun, to moon
To one whole voice that is you.
And know there is more
That you can't see, can't hear
Can't know except in moments
Steadily growing, and in languages

That aren't always sound but other
Circles of motion.
Like eagle that Sunday morning
Over Salt River. Circles in blue sky
In wind, swept our hearts clean
With sacred wings.
We see you, see ourselves and know
That we must take the utmost care
And kindness in all things.
Breathe in, knowing we are made of
All this, and breathe, knowing
We are truly blessed because we
Were born, and die soon, within a
True circle of motion,
Like eagle rounding out the morning
Inside us.
We pray that it will be done
In beauty.
In beauty.



~ Joy Harjo ~
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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1 comment:

  1. amen
    amen

    may we be swept clean
    by eagle's wings

    and round out our lives
    in beauty

    i can't get my mind off
    that little community
    at lac qui parle

    i hope that there was
    some beauty to sustain
    them in their suffering

    i hope that eagle
    traced his circle round them

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