The power of the world 
always works in circles. 
The sky is round, 
and I have heard 
the earth is round 
like a ball, 
and so are all the stars. 
The wind, 
in its greatest power, whirls. 
Birds make their nests 
in circles, 
for theirs is the same religion as ours. 
The sun 
comes forth and goes down 
in a circle
The moon does the same. 
And both always come back 
to where they were. 
The life of man is a circle 
from childhood to childhood. 
And so it is in everything 
where power moves.'                
I see this with beautiful illustrations in a children's book, typed in circles. Hello? Any publishers out there? Get a move on please! It was lovely Adrienne, really well done. Peace, Aisha
this...really is...very beautiful...very native american and very deep. u. (who loves u2)
The Circle is Unbroken (great song) by Phil Ochs? i think? anyway, enjoyed this one, i think we need more all-encompassing poems such as these. best care, Sus.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                     
                
Black elk speaks beautiful truths that drift into the readers soul.