From Sacred Fire, 1998, by Nancy Wood
I am all things, connected to all time and all places.
I am the undernourished bones of aged men.
I am the new blood of unborn babies.
I am a virgin searching for a lover.
I am a seed, waiting to become corn. I am ancient Fire,
cleansing the ravaged Earth. I am Ice, begging for
replenishment. I am all things, connected to
all animals and birds. See me running with buffalo?
See me soaring with eagles? What they are, I am.
Where they go, I have been before.
When they die, a part of me dies also.
When they are born, my life begins anew.
Out of stone-cold earth, I have become a flame.