Poetry and Spirituality Nothing is without voice I climb the road to Cold Mountain Hidden under all forms of thought Song of the Sky Loom Beneath the autumn sky The Great Sea Flower in the Crannied Wall A fish cannot drown in water The water is clear The rivers all in Paradise We only came to sleep Where I wander—You! Silently a flower blooms

slide 5 of 14 Tewa: Song of the Sky Loom Oh our Mother the Earth oh our Father the Sky Your children are we       with tired backs we bring you the gifts you love So weave for us a garment of brightness May the warp be the white light of the morning May the weft be the red light of evening May the fringes be the falling rain May the border be the standing rainbow Weave for us this bright garment that we may walk where birds sing       where grass is green Oh our Mother the Earth oh our Father the Sky