The Holy Land Is Everywhere *

All over the sky a sacred voice is calling your name.

Robbie Robertson: Ghost Dance

Crazy Horse
dreamed and went
into the world
where there is
nothing but
the spirits
of all things.
That is the real world
that is behind this one,
and everything
we see here
is something like
a shadow from that one.

And while I stood there I saw more than I can tell and understood more than I saw; for I was seeing in a sacred manner the shapes of all things in the spirit, and the shape of all shapes as they must live together like one being. And I saw that the sacred hoop of my people was one of many hoops that made one circle, wide as daylight and as starlight, and in the center grew one mighty flowering tree to shelter all the children of one mother and one father. And I saw that it was holy.

--Black Elk *