A Great Poet Does Not

Thought Is Just An Apprehension Of Touch.

Wildness It Is Perennially Within Us, Dormant As A Hard-shelled Seed, Awaiting The Fire Or Flood That Awakes It Again.

I Pledge Allegiance To The Soil Of Turtle Island, And To The Beings Who Thereon Dwell One Ecosystem In Diversity Under The Sun With Joyful Interpenetratio N For All.

You Should Really Know What The Complete Natural World Of Your Region Is And Know What All Its Interactions Are And How You Are Interacting With It Yourself. This Is Just Part Of The Work Of Becoming Who You Are, Where You Are.

I Hold The Most Archaic Values On Earth ... The Fertility Of The Soul, The Magic Of The Animals, The Power-vision In Solitude.... The Love And Ecstasy Of The Dance, The Common Work Of The Tribe.