Forever, Sky

I was lost in flatlands where the buffalo once roamed --The Plains the Cree call Home --And it was then that I watched my spirit soar. Ravenous,A desire to be free moved through me;"Wildflowers,"I thought,"My heart belongs to thee!" So cupped in my hand,I held an ancestral past,Wanting -Nay, Desiring! -This moment eternal would last.… Continue reading Forever, Sky