familia
January 5, 2012
deer familia blanca:
es bueno to stop,
rest in peace.
es bueno to feel empty,
the space where spirit is born.
es bueno to feel lost,
the weary mask of searching.
es bueno to feel disconnected,
gravity blesses all roots floating among the stars.
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(in a language too young bold for goddess to understand):
with request, with agreement, with seeing value, primero
it is harmful to take
it is harmful to touch
it is harmful to explore
with authority, with morality, with duty primero:
it is harmful to give
it is harmful to guide
it is harmful to develop
with pity, with hunger, with guilt primero;
it is harmful to protect
it is harmful to adore
it is harmful to organize
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with hands ancient unhealed and still moving
nuestr@s ancestr@s blanc@s still scream
denied ritual, ceremony, dance of la madre’s abrazos,
los huetlhuetlter@s blanc@s groan in silence
hearts still atop the soil
no sister vulture talons to take them to father sky
cuz even her wings got clipped by the white fire
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some babies today say
we should’ve never fed them our maize
should’ve never offered four-legged family skins to warm
and herbs to heal sores from the overseas journey.
some babies today say
we can never trust them again
never see our grandmothers’ lands again
never harvest clean water again
never know when our. skin. too. began to lighten.
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seems all i can remember these days
are the prayers for anger
for rage release
for mourning.
prayers for love to fill
dissolve all hatred
in this heart redder than clay
prayers for love to expand
burn all resentment
en este corazón más azul que lava
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familia blanca,
it is honorable to find your ancestors
to risk all hair skin teeth by flame to reach them
clutch their hands stained by blood, theirs and ours,
it is honorable to pray for your ancestors
that their deeds be given back to the earth to rest
it is honorable to reteach your children
to sing and dance the ways of water
cuz they will continue this ritual to heal a lineage of destruction
continue this ritual to rebirth
it’s a long road home
longer than this generation
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familia mestiza, earth rainbow,
es brillante
to keep on steppin’
paso a paso de la tortuga
to keep on bleedin
proof of ancestry still celestial
to keep on singing
self-taught language to call in tomorrow
to keep on loving
our hearts strong as they are wide…we fit galaxies
