I Am Two Pieces of a Whole Split - January 2017


From War Cry on a Prayer Feather, 1979, by Nancy Wood


I am two pieces of a whole split

For the sake of convenience into

What is perceived as obsolete and

What is proposed as advantage.

I am divided between a world I never knew

Yet believe to be a fruitful existence

And a world I know through experience is

A world which endangers the species.

I am caught between a sensible decision

And the vagueness of affirmation.

What affirmation amidst decay?

What possibility lies within

Impersonal reports of catastrophes

Internal reports of committees set up

For the conversion of natural law

Into a formula for easy dominion?

I am the convergence of illusion and delusion

Holding me to a thin line of stamina

While I become content with less

While growing less content with more.



Earth Teach Me Stillness - December 2016

From War Cry on a Prayer Feather, 1979, by Nancy Wood


Earth teach me stillness

As the grasses are stilled with light.

Earth teach me suffering

As old stones suffer with memory.

Earth teach me humility

As blossoms are humble with beginning.

Earth teach me caring

As the mother who secures her young.

Earth teach me courage

As the tree which stands all alone.

Earth teach me limitation

As the ant who crawls on the ground.

Earth teach me freedom

As the eagle who soars in the sky.

Earth teach me resignation

As the leaves which die in the fall.

Earth teach me regeneration

As the seed which rises in spring.

Earth teach me to forget myself

As melted snow forgets its life.

Earth teach me to remember kindness

As dry fields weep with rain.


Be a Warrior of Small Wars - May 2016


Nancy Wood poem poster 9: Be a warrior of small wars


From War Cry on a Prayer Feather, 1979, by Nancy Wood


Be a warrior of small wars

Accustomed to small praise

For honesty and do not fight

For the sake of attainment.

Build a house of solid thoughts

A fortress of introspection

Feed and shelter all who enter

Protect and not possess them.



Be Still until the Waters Clear - July 2015


Nancy Wood poem poster 10: Be still until the waters clear


From War Cry on a Prayer Feather, 1979, by Nancy Wood


Be still until the waters clear.

Do nothing until the darkness ends.

Rest until the storm clouds pass.

Wait for winter’s breath to die.

Nature does not fight against itself

Nor does it dance when the music ends.

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