Sunday, November 23, 2008

sardine factory

(sardine factory, Belfast)

May we be blessed by
the spirits of these fish
swimming through our world
from the world above
from the world below
rising from the depths of the future
blessing the depths of our past

image: Kimberly Callas
poem: Gary Lawless

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

toward a Migration collaborative project

Caribou Sutra

We learn to be tender
with each other.
We learn to turn
and wait.
We cannot walk
alone for long.
We take our songs
out of the air,
speak the language of
sun on the rocks
at the edge of the river.
We learn when to cross,
when to return.

Let us be blessed with birds.
Let us remember the sound of
wings in still air,
songs in early morning sunlight.

Let us carve beautiful birds,
send our souls to fly away.
Let us carve beautiful birds,
send our souls to fly away.

drawings by Stephen Petroff, poems by Gary Lawless

note from Two Elk - by Andrew Schelling
from the Teton Sioux - how the dream visits you, with responsibility more binding than a vow.
"The animals want to communicate with man - but Wakan'tanka does not intend that they shall do so directly man must do the greater part in securing an understanding.
Let a man decide upon his animal and make a study of it. Let him learn to understand its sounds and motions,