The earth is leaning sideways
And a song is emerging from the floods
And fires. Urgent tendrils lift toward the sun.
You must be friends with silence to hear.
The songs of the guardians of silence are the most powerful-
They are the most rare.
~ Joy Harjo from "Singing Everything" in AN AMERICAN SUNRISE
I think that could the weary world but know Communion with these spirits breathing peace Strangely a veil would lift, a light would glow, And the dark tumult of our lives would cease.
