We took nothing from you
Indeed we gave to you
Our bodies for your nourishment
And you, you came to slaughter us
For our hides and our tongues
And for the pleasure of killing
You, you, created a road of death
And destruction
That lives today
In so many ways
Listen to the thunder
Of the running of the ghost herds
Your killings have brought
To the night winds of the plaines
And remember we are strong again
Brother Wind carries the thundering sound
Of the ghost herds your killing has created
And Mother Earth gives a mighty roar
As she remembers the feel of the buffalo run
Always remember
We are one
Buffalo Dreaming
Sbec and Sungmanitutanka Sape
April 2000
Spirit_Soars
Thank you for inspiring the creation of this page.
You shared your love of buffalo and so we saw
a vision through your eyes.
Thank you for giving us the photographs of the calves
and the buffalo herd.
Please enjoy Buffalo Dreaming as your Spirit Soars.
Read about the legend of the White Buffalo. Click on the White Buffalo Shield.
Enjoy the Story The Origin of the Buffalo Dance Click on the button above.
Created in the Joy of Sharing April 2000 Redesigned August 2001 Design by Sbec Thank you for visiting Enjoy...and come again.
Thank you for respecting the original work found on the Woven Ones Sungmanitutanka Sape and Sbec
