Morning Song

My favorite pre-Easter poem is “What the Thunder Said” from TS Eliot’s The Waste Land. The search for water in a barren place resonates with my understanding of the Savior and His impact in my life. Not everyone reads it that way, of course, but I do. Unfortunately, it’s far too long a piece for me to post here (though that it hasn’t stopped me before), so here is a post about something entirely different, not related to Easter at all.

Morning Song
by Joy Harjo

The red dawn now is rearranging the earth
Thought by thought
Beauty by beauty
Each sunrise a link in the ladder
The ladder the backbone
Of shimmering deity
Child stirring in the web of your mother
Do no be afraid
Old man turning to walk through the door
Do not be afraid