Seek Always~ ancient whispers

The wind did blow and the skies bowed down hearing the whispers of the earthen mother

And the mighty bear broke free from rock taking form of mass

As the swift eagle slid from the mountaintop into the vast blue.

Wolves trotted from tracks of moss to spread through forest and plain

While nimble deer bound freely from waving buffalo grass

And the words echoed far…

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