As I'm lying in my tent in Uncle Johnny's backyard, I'm trying to find the right words to describe this fantastic hike. Yesterday while hiking, I remembered a Navajo 'poem'. It is
part of a ceremonial chant and perfectly describes my experience.
In the house made of dawn,
In the house made of sunset light
In the house made of rain cloud
With beauty before me, I walk
With beauty behind me, I walk
With beauty all around me, I walk.
part of a ceremonial chant and perfectly describes my experience.
In the house made of dawn,
In the house made of sunset light
In the house made of rain cloud
With beauty before me, I walk
With beauty behind me, I walk
With beauty all around me, I walk.
Lost in the right direction.