"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 kindess in all things..."
Excerpt from "Eagle Poem" by Joy Harjo.
Orchids and other floral offerings on May 24, 2008 at an AIDS memorial, Charleson Park, False Creek, Vancouver, British Columbia.
What a beautiful memorial
Posted by: Di Overton | 08 July 2008 at 07:56
Opening your whole self to the sky in prayer ... that is spiritual power. Wonderful poem and images. xx, deb
Posted by: JP/deb | 08 July 2008 at 07:49
Moving words! HUGS
Posted by: Tammy | 06 July 2008 at 01:10
Thank you for this Tara. Today is Sophia's funeral. These are good words for me to read!
xo
Constance
Posted by: rochambeau | 05 July 2008 at 20:44