Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Friday, 21 August 2015
Wednesday, 24 December 2014
Question: What is that he is beating on?
It’s a gourd drum. The drum represents the heartbeat of the deer.
Listen.
When the drum beats, it brings the deer to life.
We believe the water the drum sits in is holy. It is life.
Go ahead, touch it.
Bless yourself with it.
It is holy. You are safe now.
Listen.
When the drum beats, it brings the deer to life.
We believe the water the drum sits in is holy. It is life.
Go ahead, touch it.
Bless yourself with it.
It is holy. You are safe now.
Labels:
Half Dome,
Ofelia Zepeda,
poetry,
yosemite
Wednesday, 10 December 2014
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