To my fellow swimmers

To my fellow swimmers
There is a river flowing now
Very fast
That is so great and swift
That there are those who will be afraid

They will try to hold on to
The shore
And they will be torn apart
And suffer greatly

Know that the river has its
Destination

The elders say we must
Let go of the shore
Head out into the stream
And keep our heads above water

And I say who is there
With you to celebrate

At this time in history we
can take nothing personally
Least of all ourselves
For the moment that we do
Our spiritual growth and journey
Comes to a halt

The time of the lone wolf is over

So gather yourselves and vanish the word struggle
From your vocabulary

All that we do must be
Done in a sacred manner
And in celebration

We are the ones we have
Been waiting for

~ Native American Hopi Elder ~