( I haven't been around much lately. My muse has not been cooperating with me. But today, I thought I'd write something. Just something to connect with all of you at PU.)
QUESTIONS
The Navajo Tribe dancers performed a rain dance
Amazingly, a warm sunny sky transformed
First small, then large, sharp droplets like daggers
Fell from a grey powerful sky
Many people left laughing
Coincidence can be funny
I stayed wondering
Am I drenched by what could be
Nature's homage to ritual?
Does Nature respect us?
Thoughts created many questions
The few I answered
Were based less on science or faith
More on hope
(For Poets United.)
It is lovely to see yet another thought provoking poem from you.
ReplyDeleteYour question led me to another. Do we respect Nature? And my answer is not enough of us. Not nearly enough.
Yes, more on hope. Though the First Nations tell us that natue is very aware of us - whenever we did ceremonies at the native treatment centre I worked at, unfailingly, eagles would gather above us, circling. Orcas often accompany the boats carrying their elders home after death. A friend was lost in the fog one night on the ocean and couldnt find the entry to her floathouse. A pof of orcas appeared, surrounding her boat, and led her directly home, then silently swam away. And the First Nations woman who gives workshops here tells us when we approach the forest, the trees are aware we are coming, and tells us to greet them and tell them we come in peace. I love all ofthis, needless to say. But I also think of the polar bears, very aware the ice has melted under their feet and that they are starving. And if trees are conscious, what must they feel as the forest is being clearcut? It is hard to face the way humans have treated and are treating the earth. We are beginning to face the consequences. And STILL nothing changes.
ReplyDeleteRitual, culture, phenomenon: all spin up in its web of wonder.
ReplyDeleteHappy you dropped by mh blog today Myrna
Much✏love
How often I have felt this way myself, hoping that we are being assessed and encouraged; hoping too they don't give up on us and have the world destroy us for being so cruel and stupid.
ReplyDelete"Drenched by what could be" - I love this...soaked through with possibility. May we all live in hope. So glad to read you again, Myrna. :-)
ReplyDeleteThis is excellent - and very wise - Myrna. I confess, I don't think that I have ever thought of it quite that way … but yes, I would say that most questions (most of my questions) are answered with hope. Pinning that conclusion to an ancient Native American ceremony (for me) added a plethora of layers and depth. Wonderful writing!
ReplyDeleteDeeply introspective and hopeful. Thank you for sharing this with us.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you like to stay connected!
ReplyDeleteHmmm, hope for rain is very much on the minds of Australians lately. Our indigenous elders have been doing rain dances, which usually work, but with little effect this time.
Oh yes, nature understands we are destroying it.. won't be long before the retaliation, sadly.
ReplyDeleteCoincidence, maybe not.
ReplyDeletei think we should respect the rituals and customs of other cultures.
a thought-provoking poem, Myrna.
I love your closing lines, how they remind us that belief is a powerful magic, perhaps the most effective fuel behind hope.
ReplyDeleteSo glad you shared this with us. The world is messy at the moment, even a bit hopeless. We need this.
I've let Hope answer a few questions for me too. I think we all have to, from time to time, to just make room so something good can come in to fill it.
ReplyDeleteNice to see ur blog after a long time Myrna...hope alls well
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