Our sacred communion must include nature, the earth, and the intergalactic space of the universe—the firmament, the stars of heaven:
Our Mesa whispers in the soundless moonlight,
Witness to the transfer of responsibility
One generation to the next.
Keep the sacred consciousness of the land.
May we come to accept our true size within the universe, not just a spot upon the earth but less than a grain of sand within billions of galaxies. May we be humbled and keep our common fate in peace.Seen above (and on front-page mastheads): Nebula 3576 Over Mesa Verde by Elta Marie Wilson. Words by Elta Marie Wilson.