I lost my voice screaming
the grief, anger, and despair
of the this sacred place.
I have witnessed
the death of the alligator junipers,
Pinyon pines, and oak trees.
The destruction of the ancestors,
their quiet voice silenced.
I have felt the tears in the morning
falling from the ones left standing.
This woven song composed
by our greed and ignorance
calls us now to listen
to the unspoken words of Soul.
The World is inviting you
to speak your voice into the conversation
the one that is suppressed in all of us.
To stand together and sing
a new song of praise
that will transcend this holy land
and our hearts along with it.
