THE LIGHT REFLECTING OFF SHIPROCK
The day I awoke to the sunlight reflecting off Shiprock
When I thought extra terrestrials or the ancestors had landed
That was the day I most felt like myself, full of life and fearless
Ready to walk into the bright light of the world and find a place in it
When I thought extraterrestrials or the ancestors had landed
It was just Sara coming through the hogan door to stir the fire
Ready to walk into the bright light of the world and find a place in it
She was a master at weaving dreams into life with all its beauty and mistakes
It was just Sara coming through the hogan door to stir the fire
A light that never goes out and is always burning below the ashes
She was a master at weaving dreams into life with all its beauty and mistakes
Imperfectly perfect like all of creation
A light that never goes out and is always burning below the ashes
The hope of another chance to be better next time
Imperfectly perfect like all of creation
In a spirit line woven across the fabric of our lives
The hope of another chance to be better next time
We remember our shortcomings as lessons
In a spirit line woven across the fabric of our lives
I saw the beauty before me and walked into the future
Letting go of the past helps us live in the present
I saw the beauty before me and walked into the future
The day I awoke to the sunlight reflecting off Shiprock
Odilia Galván Rodríguez
included in new poems for March @ http://www.poetsonline.org/
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