Soon.....

...the crow speaks of him to the wind ,the tall prairie grasses bow to the eastern sky, long ago warriors starting to gather on the plains, the heavens beat the eternal drum, chickadees dance through the trees following his music....closer still....



....in my mind I see "Big Medicine" he has undertaken a long and dusty journey, the sun is at his back as the breeze blows back his hair, rock and tree smile as he walks past, he has seen many miles, a buffalo pouch tied to his back, in it he carries "The Flute", my flute, he is bringing it to me, I am humbled....I will bring it to the top of "The Mountain" and hear it's wisdom...and become... The Universe