Sunday, 11 November 2007

Black Elk

Everything the Power of the World does is done in a circle.
The sky is round, and I have heard that the earth is round, like a ball, and so are all the stars.
The wind, in it's greatest power, whirls.
Birds make their nests in circles, for theirs is the same religion as ours.
The sun comes forth and goes down again in a circle.
The moon does the same, and both are round.
Even the seasons form a great circle in their changing, and always come back again to where they were.
The life of a man is a circle from childhood to childhood, and so it is in everything where power moves.

oglala sioux

(from the 1st page of the novel the loop by nicholas evans)

bana cok anlamli ve dogru geldi...

4 comments:

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Helena said...

Hi Buket,

I really liked the poem - so beautiful! It´s a pity I can´t understand a word of the turkish language - I think we both will have to start blogging in english instead... ;-)

Really enjoyed meeting you - take care!

Buket Köşker said...

Helenaaaa,
Thank you so much for your comment. I also cannot understand a word of swedish. And I agree with you!! We should start bloggıng in english:) First you!!!

Take care..

(teach me to say bye in swedish)

Hugs and Kisses