Tuesday, July 18, 2017

When I Pray

When I sit at the water's edge... I become water
As I walk among the plants of the pineland... I am the forest
If I close my eyes, I become the starry night sky.

I am my mother's daughter and grandmother to the generation yet to come
I live for the future with my thoughts planted firmly in the past.

I am the roots of the prarie grass reaching for the water
I am the footpaths of the nomads walking migrations in circles
I am the riverbanks undulating over the vast countryside
I am earth, water, stars, universe... we are me and she is we.

We are. We are all. We are here still, now, intact, full, perfectly imperfect.

I  AM  LOVE.


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