Name of names, our small identity unravels in You. You give it back as a lesson.
~ from PRAYERS OF THE COSMOS trans. by Neil Douglas-Klotz
Because this bird is singing to me,
I belong to the wide wind,
The people far away who share
The air and the clouds.
Together we are looking up
Into all we do not own
And we are listening.
I belong to the wide wind,
The people far away who share
The air and the clouds.
Together we are looking up
Into all we do not own
And we are listening.