Go Out

Go out
Where the prints of big cats
Birds and buffalo mark soil
Go to the home of the Earth
Put your feet on the new green
… Lay in the tumbling waters
Hear the bees swarm
See the sun orange through
Lids closed in bliss
On the red bones on my land
See the homes of prairie dwellers
Smell the vanilla of clover
The perfume of pilgrims cologne
Eat the wild mulberries with me
Hand in hand
I will show you the paths
Made by the deer
The red flowered cacti
The sacred cedars
Come with me
Share my land
The tall skies and long grass

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