My wife and I sat over a cup of tea talking about John tonight. As some of you may know, my wife Wanda is Haida and has a very Native American spirituality. She offered this thought about John: "People like John don't ever die. They remain with us, enriching our lives long after they leave this world". She then referred me to a Native American (likely Navajo) poem (although when I Googled it, it's been attributed to many different people). I know that John was deeply proud of his own Native American roots (Chippewa, I believe), and so in tribute to this wonderful man:
Native American Prayer I give you this one thought to keep - I am with you still - I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on snow, I am sunlight on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awake in the morning's hush I am the swift, uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not think of me as gone - I am with you still - in each new dawn. We'll never forget you, my dear friend......Walt and Wanda Salmaniw, Victoria, BC _______________________________________________ IRCA mailing list [email protected] http://montreal.kotalampi.com/mailman/listinfo/irca Opinions expressed in messages on this mailing list are those of the original contributors and do not necessarily reflect the opinion of the IRCA, its editors, publishing staff, or officers For more information: http://www.ircaonline.org To Post a message: [email protected]
