Hummingbird thrums its wings
inches from my head,
startling me to alertness.
Sparrows flutter to land
on thin grass stalks,
eagle crosses overhead
on its vigil above the bay.
Each occurrence a signal,
rekindling memory
of unbroken connection.
Year by year
I add back the links,
trying in my way
to un-break the egg.
Across the water
sun glints from a cloud break,
the cold air of morning
disguising summer’s approach.
I place my prayer on earth’s altar
beside the many animals,
waiting upon the sun
to bring us warmth
and fire our hearts
that we may walk again
the ancient road together.
photograph by James Frid
Reading of “Walk Again the Ancient Road” with music by Huun-Huur-Tu
Don, this has wonderful expressions – unbreak the egg! – and your fine pace. Thank you for the beauty you send each Sunday.
MAGNIFICENT beyond words!
My heart needed this today…
Thank you, Brother
We enjoy reading your poetry throughout the years. We love this one very much. Keep them coming……even if we don’t comment after reading each one, know that we look forward to them all.
Good morning, Don, I can picture you, kneeling, beside the many animals, waiting to greet the morning sun, glory in its warmth, and welcome the fire into your heart. Then I see you rise, and with the animals, walk the ancient road together.
Thank you for this beautiful image you have engendered in me! Peaceful.
That’s wonderful.
Thanks for the hot tear … 🙂
Vivid experience, thank you for sharing your beautiful expressions!!
A wonderful description of our place in the creation of all life. Thank you. As I sit and read your words I feel the essence of each of my animal relatives in my being: One life forever integrated.
“Trying to un-break the egg”-a great metaphor!
Unbroken connection.
A precious moment as the season embraces us with all her sumptuous gifts. Moments ago watching 3 young deer taking shelter in our yard.. and feeling so blessed by their presence. Your poems always touch the earth of my own sensibilities.
Don—how good to have these things written down and shared through your Melodic Voice and our unified attention, as we walk together the ancient road, knowing the unbroken connection—each occurrance a signal, coming to me and moving out from me—Oneness. db
I kneel with you at the altar.
The Ancient has answered.
My heart knows that cry.
thank you, Thank you