The Dignity of a Papyrus Plant

The Papyrus Plant

Never ceases to

Serve and contain millions

Of Ancestral Stories.

They are like Mother of Pearls,

Pure and enduring, like

The Grace of one’s Soul.

Sometimes my thoughts

Are like the Papyrus Plant,

I treasure them like Jewels.

I embrace them like the Wind.

And my Spirit can never be

Separated from the Rituals,

Stories, Images and Memories

Of my Indigenous Kin.

The whole world is charged

With Sacred Meaning.

I locate within my daily Life

Points of connection with the Sacred.

As I transcribe a Prayer on to

A Papyrus paper from the Plant.