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 in motion.
Like Eagle that Sunday morning
over Salt River...Circled in blue sky
in wind, swept our hearts clear 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,
rounding out the morning inside us.