17/09/2025
The Buffalo Dream
On the snow where silence stays,
A spirit moves in timeless ways.
A child with braids, so still, so small,
Meets the Great One, who guides us all.
Mountains rise within his chest,
The prairies sleep in his gentle rest.
A thousand herds move strong and free,
Their thunder rolls across the sea.
The tipi stands, its fire bright,
Protected by ancestors’ guiding light.
The circle turns, the path is near,
The spirit world feels warm, so clear.
O Buffalo, so strong, so wise,
Keeper of earth and endless skies,
In her young eyes, your truth is shown:
The land is living, not just stone.
And in that gaze, both brave and kind,
She carries the hopes of all mankind.
Where child and spirit stand as one,
The sacred song of life is sung.
Message for Native People:
Never forget the bond with the land, the buffalo, and the ancestors. Their spirit lives within you. Protect it, honor it, and pass it on—because you are the voice of your people, and the heartbeat of this Earth.
