Sunday Selections

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a woman can’t survive
by her own breath
alone
she must know
the voices of mountains
she must recognize
the foreverness of blue sky
she must flow
with the elusive
bodies
of night wind women
who will take her into
her own self
look at me
I am not a separate woman
I am a continuance
of blue sky
I am the throat
of the sandia mountains
a night wind woman
who burns
with every breath
she takes

– Joy Harjo

2 thoughts on “Sunday Selections

    • Those first couple of lines are part of a painting in my “spiritual graffiti” art journal. Which led me to seek out the whole poem. Which obviously did not disappoint.
      Wishing you all these mountains hold, for this your birthday week.
      xoS

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