Father's Day (and everyday) . . . an opportunity to express honor and gratitude for our birth father, sky father and special men of no relation whom from the goodness of their heart have loved, guided and protected us when we needed them most.
Tewa (Pueblo) poem:
Oh our Mother the Earth, oh our Father the Sky,
Your children are we, and with tired backs
We bring you the gifts that you love.
Then weave for us a garment of brightness;
May the warp be the white light of morning,
May the weft be the red light of evening,
May the fringes be the falling rain,
May the border be the standing rainbow.
Thus weave for us a garment of brightness
That we may walk fittingly where birds sing,
That we may walk fittingly where grass is green,
Oh our Mother the Earth, oh our Father the Sky!
Surprise the man in your life with a gift of original art.