Divine Dawn

While at Kehewin Reserve, just before the Chicken Dance, a nēhiyāw (Cree) ceremony, I was contemplating the ethical judgments of right and wrong, purity and impurity. Looking into the darkness of pre-dawn, I watched the sun rise, from darkness to light, the sky full of color. I noticed that purity was in the colors of the sky, with the white, the symbolic color of purity, tainting the lines and designs of color. This scene in totality was beautiful, but the perspective made me wonder what was naturally pure?

 

In the world

there is no white canvas of purity –

from darkness - which twinkles of stars and

planetary haloes -     dawn emerges

its lavenders tainted with fiery hues that bring forth the blue

purity penetrates All.

 

The only white on this canvas

is the phenomena of worldly clouds

set on heavenly blue.