My hands the Hook thunder hangs its hat on, <br />My breast the Arroyo storms fill with water, <br />My brow the Horizon sunrise fills, <br />My heart the Dawn weaving blue threads of day, <br />My soul the Song of all life...<br /><br />Jimmy Santiago Baca<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-my-own-self/
