The Delight Song Of Tsoai-Talee Poem by Navarre Scott Momaday

The Delight Song Of Tsoai-Talee

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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 the 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 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 Gods
I stand in good relation to the earth
I stand in good relation to everything that is beautiful...
You see, I am alive, I am alive

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Susan Williams 05 November 2015

This sings! Walt Whitman would have so approved of this!

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Gangadharan Nair Pulingat 04 October 2014

A good poem in such philosophical contexts.

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Angelina Holmes 04 October 2014

How delightful! Refreshing and uplifting.

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Govind Gautam 04 October 2013

its too good dear, very good, keep it up..beautiful poetry

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M Asim Nehal 05 November 2015

Good rhyme n your poem, I enjoyed it.

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This is a poem of the soul of great inspiration from an enlightened mind.

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Chinedu Dike 25 January 2023

A wonderful poem nicely put together

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Geeta Radhakrishna Menon 25 January 2023

The joy of being alive expressed through beautiful manifestations and nature. Excellent poem full of positivity and cheer,

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MAHTAB BANGALEE 25 January 2023

thy existence is alive there delightfully to enjoy all positively; beautiful optimistic song; nice to read

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Smoky Hoss 02 April 2018

There's a deep holiness in these words, the greatness of the I am is a flowing river of soul that runs through everything, everyone, everyday. Alive, very much alive. GREAT poem, by a great writer/thinker.

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