I Am the Whole Dream

I am a feather on the bright sky
I am the blue horse that runs in the plain
I am the fish that rolls, shining, in the water
I am the shadow that follows a child
I am the evening light, the lustre of meadows
I am an eagle playing with the wind
I am a cluster of bright beads
I am the farthest star
I am the cold of dawn
I am the roaring of the rain
I am the glitter on the crust of the snow
I am the long track of the moon in a lake
I am a flame of four colors
I am a deer standing away in the dusk
I am a field of sumac and the pomme blanche
I am an angle of geese in the winter sky
I am the hunger of a young wolf
I am the whole dream of these things
You see, I am alive, I am alive
I stand in good relation to the earth
I stand in good relation to the gods
I stand in good relation to all that is beautiful
I stand in good relation to the daughter of Tsen-tainte
You see, I am alive, I am alive

- N. Scott Momaday (The Delight Song of Tsoai-talee)

The Luna came to visit.  A male.  He must have been knocked from a tree during the heavy rain.  He climbed onto my hand.  I tried moving him to a shrub, but he wouldn't go.  He stayed on my hand for quite some time then he began to vibrate his wings.  It felt like a cat purring.  Suddenly he flew into the tree top.  So short a life in the heavens.  His sole purpose is to mate.  He doesn't even have a mouth.