Poem

Today in class we read a beautiful poem by a woman named Joy Harjo. It was called Eagle Poem. It's about connecting with nature, and I really loved it. It is one of those poems that just speaks it's meaning loudly and clearly to me. Of course almost everyone in the class, teacher included, felt the need to poke fun at it for being so "hippyish".

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.