Thursday, March 19, 2009

Poem: Talking With Kigâ – Thy Mother

Talking With Kigâ - Thy Mother


"Good morning," I say to kijâ with my feet,
As I gently walk on the Earth,
She responds back,
Gently whispering,
Gently slowing me down,
Gently helping me remember the fine dazzelment,
That is each and every leaf,
And she slows me down,
The rapidness that the concrete induces,
The quickening of my speech,
My writing,
My movements,
Are all slowed down by nature,
By kijâ,
Inheritance of abundance unexplainable,
My heart beats slower,
My breath deeper,
My movements slower,
Destiny affirmed in her beauty,
In her touch on my feet,
In how she holds me,
As if she reaches,
As if the dirst,
And compost of all molds my feet,
As if the plants reach and listen,
As perfect counselors,
As if the trees lean over to listen,
All in the perfect workings of kijâ,
To fill up my spirit,
To heal,
To radiate the light of my soul,
The work of kijâ expands outward across the land,
Emanating throughout the towns,
Throughout all of us,
Kijâ infinitely always holding us.


ShanaRose said...

oooh, I slowed down and felt the breath with this lovely poem.

glennishamorgan said...

This is really nice Cecelia!

Ojibway Migisi Bineshii said...

Thanks ShanaRose & Glennisha!

John Maszka said...

I really enjoyed your poem.

Thank you.

Ojibway Migisi Bineshii said...

John - You're welcome, I am glad you enjoy the poem!

ms. bliss honeycomb said...

i remember when i first put my feet on bare earth and was actually conscious of the tingling energy moving through was almost like i relearned everything i needed to in that moment.

this poem reminds me of that.

Ojibway Migisi Bineshii said...

ms.bliss honeycomb - The Earth reminds of life and our intimate connection to the Earth that we often forget. Earth is amazing! Yeah this poem is about the delicate and intimate connection with Earth.