This one really tugged at my heart strings. Oh how I long to be able to witness an earlier time when the pulse of the earth, the rhythm of Gaia was her natural systems, her wildlife, her very soul.
As do I, Bill, as do I. Well said...
The way the buffalo are treated here in Montana it is not pleasant to hear what the voices from the past are saying.
No, I'm sure not ... thanks for commenting.
Imagining a story ... Unpleasant ... Filled with anguish... A desire to be what they were before the appearance of man... Poignant
I have felt a deep connection to buffalo since I was a very young girl. Perhaps it's part of my NA heritage, but their eyes ... I weep for all that has been lost...Thank you for commenting.
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