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. Circled 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, “Eagle Poem” from In Mad Love and War. (1990, Wesleyan University Press,)
union break
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Ha! Or strike.
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!!!
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Caleb has Hump Day off. Just like me🙂
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Ha. Exactly like you.
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I’m speechless. Such an incredible photo. So much beauty (not totally speechless then….)
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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. Circled 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, “Eagle Poem” from In Mad Love and War. (1990, Wesleyan University Press,)
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This poem is worthy of a post of it’s own, not hidden here…
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wow, just wow…. I’m impressed AND speechless!
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Volksmarching desert style
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Ha. Yes.
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Beautiful click 🙂
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👍
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Reblogged this on It Is What It Is and commented:
CALEB!! … You’re here! Missed you … waking up with a smile!
Photo: Sahara Desert by Luke Gram.
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Could you make that poem a WHOLE POST PLEASE….?! There is SO MUCH in it to merit and ponder over. Ta….
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It does!
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I’m waiting with bated breath…. and today’s post is something else too…..
Threading lightly!
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Laughing, ok!
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What a stunning photo! I agree the poem needs its own post. Not everyone reads all the comments.
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It does! Thanks Darlene…
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Where did you say the next gas station is? I need the rest room!
-Alan
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Ha! Still laughing…
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Such forbidding landscape!
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Especially that heat haze that hanging…
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“The long and winding road” upon a surface of hot, shifting sand in the midst of undulating dunes as far as the eye can see…
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PS: meant to end with : windswept beauty…
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Yes….
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such surreal beauty…and what makes these creatures so endearing? I feel happily lost in this photo….
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So agree!
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Rest time by look of it
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Yes. Truth.
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Wow… that’s a great photo. They almost look emersed in the sand, Beautiful.
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it really is Carrie….
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