It is a dark fall day.
The earth is slightly damp with rain.
I hear a jay.
The cry is blue.
I have found you in the story again.
Is there another word for “divine”?
I need a song that will keep the sky open in my mind.
If I think behind me, I might break.
If I think forward, I lose now.
Forever will be a day like this.
Strung perfectly on the necklace of days.
Your jacket hanging in the hallway
Next to mine.
–Joy Harjo, Conflict Resolution for Holy Beings: Poems, Pg. 133