Wednesday, July 04, 2007

Inde ... er, Interdependence Day

Old friend Paul Gallimore (he's just turned 60, so he's an old friend now in more than one sense) sends out a poem of Gary Snyder's from a few years back today:

For All

Ah to be alive
on a mid-September morn
fording a stream
barefoot, pants rolled up,
holding boots, pack on,
sunshine, ice in the shallows,
northern rockies.

Rustle and shimmer of icy creek waters
stones turn underfoot, small and hard as toes
cold nose dripping
singing inside
creek music, heart music,
smell of sun on gravel.

I pledge allegiance

I pledge allegiance to the soil
of Turtle Island,
and to the beings who thereon dwell
one ecosystem
in diversity
under the sun
With joyful interpenetration for all.
Great fun. Thanks to Paul for bringing that song to mind.

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