To pray you open your whole self
To sky, to earth, to sun, to moon
To one whole voice that is you.
And know there is more
That you can’t see, can’t hear,
Can’t know except in moments
Steadily growing, and in languages
That aren’t always sound but other
Circles of motion.
Coincidentally, yesterday was American Eagle Day. This day commemorates the adoption of the Great Seal of the United States and its iconic bald eagle by the Second Continental Congress on June 20, 1782.
Please be sure to visit my friend Linda Mitchell at A Word Edgewise for the Poetry Friday Roundup!
Last weekend, I found a beautiful box turtle while I was out for a walk. She was on the edge of the road, headed for a busy intersection, so I walked along beside her, ready to help her if needed. She found her way without my help, but I enjoyed our time together. Of course she was an inspiration but I haven’t had much writing time this week, so I “found” a poem by gathering lines (with a few minor alterations) from poems about turtles by a few of my favorite poets.
The turtle hides Inside her bony dome; her mobile home She trusts that shell. She seems to relish solitude In a world of glimmering green: A turtle in July.
In order, these lines are from:
“The Turtle” in Flutter and Hum by Julie Paschkis “The Box Turtle” in Lizards, Frogs, and Polliwogs, by Douglas Florian “Desert Tortoise” by Byrd Baylor “Three T’s” by Mary Ann Hoberman “A Bale of Turtles” by me “Turtle in July” in Turtle in July by Marilyn Singer
During my search, I also came across “Meditations of a Tortoise” by E.V. Rieu.
MEDITATIONS OF A TORTOISE DOZING UNDER A ROSETREE NEAR A BEEHIVE AT NOON WHILE A DOG SCAMPERS ABOUT AND A CUCKOO CALLS FROM A DISTANT WOOD
So far as I can see
There is no one like me.
Please be on the lookout for turtles as you drive! Learn how to help them here. (Thank you, Margaret Simon!) Don’t forget to visit Michelle Kogan for the Poetry Friday Roundup.