One Feather

The call

 of the wide-open prairie

Where nothing moves

but the wind

A man can be truly

 alone here

To chase

what forever begins

 

One feather

to bless my transcendence

My horse painted proudly

I ride

In search of the great

Wakan Tanka

Whose trail leads me past

— the divide

 

(Songs Of The Lakota: August, 2026)

 

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