All life around stems from the green; in green all life abounds. She's the Circle of Life . . .

 

She’s the Circle of Life

She’s the womb of the Sun’s creation

She’s his forever wife

She’s a harvest of every nation

She’s the Mother of every life born

Through each day and each night

With the Father she gave the Earth form

She’s the Circle of Life . . .

All life around stems from the green

In green all life abounds

We step her dance and speak her song

When each season sounds 

From the snow pack in the highlands

Her blood flows with the Spring

Forever the Sun’s lover

A songbird choir sings . . .

Jack Gladstone, Blackfeet Tribe

Photo:  I took this picture just two weeks after the Hewlett Fire ravaged the Greyrock area last month.  Here, the soil was totally black with ash.  Notice the black at the top of the grasses, scorched by the fire. Then - further down - the brown and white layers, where the grass tried to grow in the heat of the aftermath.  Finally, at the bottom, the grass was able to turn green and proliferate after a rain.  And this just two weeks after the fire!  Next spring, I expect a bumper crop of pasqueflowers to be growing here.


Greyrock Meadow, Roosevelt National Forest, CO; June 4, 2012.


Jack Gladstone sings every summer in the "Native America Speaks" program at Glacier National Park, MT