Poetry: In honour of our sacred waters

Our exquisite coastline as well as our rivers and streams are  under siege with the threat of  a proposed Enbridge pipeline. There is a growing body of protest, at times people coming together with amazing strength and  creative passion. Recently Nobel Laureate Jody Williams  and a delegation of  activists toured communities in the north to listen to women who will be affected by the pipeline. Sheila Peters’ blog Say the Names is another creative venture for ‘collectively giving voice to the line that Enbridge wants to draw.’ A version of the following poem is a part of Sheila’s blog. Our waters are  sacred, we must honour the gift of life they provide.
Say the Names: Hirsch Creek
August sun reflects off the creek bed                                                                               in dappled green,
invite sockeye like ruby jewels
they slip through gravel beds rubbed smooth
in quiet determination,
push against the current
buffet whirlpools in search
of their birthplace.
We too are called to witness this journey.
Bring awestruck visitors,
a Tibetan monk at rest from his travels
steps into the flowing water,
gathers his robes about his shoulders
in crimson folds like sockeye exploding
in a current of breeze
set free.

About Joan Conway

My artistic passions are poetry and collage. But I am curious human, always exploring new mediums, new opportunities for creative expressions.
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