Thursday, 18 November 2010

Benedictory Chant (By Navajo Indian)

Now talking God,
With your feet I walk,
I walk with your limbs,
I carry fourth your body,
For me your mind thinks,
Your voice speaks for me.
Beauty is before me
And beauty behind me,
Above and below me hovers the beautiful,
I am surrounded by it,
I am immersed in it.
In my youth I am aware of it,
And in old age
I shall walk quietly
The Beautiful Trail.

A lyric by American Indians-I bought a lovely second hand book from a bookshop in Cairns, which has some really beautiful poems and interesting little stories... they really remind me of what i have read about the Aborigines so far, I think most native peoples had or have a more intense and real connection with nature and and spirituality

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