December 3, 2010
I came to Friday this week thinking I wouldn’t post, my thoughts elsewhere today. Instead, I planned a long walk to get a bit more centered, or whatever it is walks provide when you’re feeling angst or sadness over a difficult decision. Yet before heading out, I read Joy Harjo’s “Eagle Poem,” which felt like just the right poem for today, so I thought I’d post after all. I appreciate its reminder of the connectedness of all. Perhaps the right answer is beyond our knowing, or that we are just a part of it? More important is taking “the utmost care and kindness.”
EAGLE POEM by Joy Harjo
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
Steadly growing, and in languages
That aren’t always sound but other
Circles of motion.
Like eagle that Sunday morning
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This week’s Poetry Friday roundup is being hosted by Tricia at The Miss Rumphius Effect. Go check it out!