Written by Heather Powers for Bosco at Wild Winds Buffalo Preserve
The
call came lightly through the wind…
A
bison voice spoke of all things
His
body lay torn as the day grew worn
His eye
closed in eternal rest
His spirit
flew as the day moved
Prayers
followed as his friends looked on in sorrow
A red
tailed hawk flew above the sight
Keeping
all from the bison spirit bright
Two
cranes emerged above the gloom
They lifted
the heads with their glorious flight.
His
family looked on in peace as the shadows grew.
Wishing
him farewell as his spirit danced in the fading light.
Hands
clasped in prayer and souls blossom
Spiritual
thoughts flow through their minds
They
awaken dormant songs within their hearts.
Messages
were given as dreams brewed.
All
is not as they thought, a different mind was brought.
Souls
intertwine as the tears flow.
Connecting
all to each other
Becoming
one with the Creator.
Love this, Heather
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