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Spirit of the Prairie

(Verse 1)
In the heart of the Great Plains, where the winds gently sway,
A tale unfolds, of a sacred dance in the light of day.
The Bison roam, a majestic sight to see,
A gift from the Creator, for the Indigenous, wild, and free.

(Chorus)
Oh, the Bison, spirit of the prairie,
Dance with the grass, in nature's sanctuary.
Through the flute's song on the winds, they converse,
A symphony of life, where their destinies immerse.

(Verse 2)
Physically, a provider, meat, hide, and bone,
Culturally, a symbol, in sacred tales well known.
Spiritually entwined, in a dance of sacred grace,
The Bison and Plains Indian, a bond none can erase.

(Chorus)
Oh, the Bison, spirit of the prairie,
Dance with the grass, in nature's sanctuary.
Through the flute's song on the winds, they converse,
A symphony of life, where their destinies immerse.

(Bridge)
Prairie grass, resilient, in the sun's warm embrace,
A tapestry of life, in the vast open space.
Shelter, clothing, a home for those who know,
In the sea of grass, the winds of wisdom blow.

(Verse 3)
Bison and grass, a tale of symbiosis told,
In the buffalo's roam, the prairie's secrets unfold.
A dance of survival, on nature's grand stage,
Where the Bison grazes, leaving an eternal sage.

(Chorus)
Oh, the Bison, spirit of the prairie,
Dance with the grass, in nature's sanctuary.
Through the flute's song on the winds, they converse,
A symphony of life, where their destinies immerse.

(Verse 4)
In the heartbeat of the land, where echoes softly play,
An ancient connection, the Indigenous find their way.
Mother Earth cradles, in her arms so wide,
Guiding the Bison, the American Indian's silent guide.

(Chorus)
Oh, the Bison, spirit of the prairie,
Dance with the grass, in nature's sanctuary.
Through the flute's song on the winds, they converse,
A symphony of life, where their destinies immerse.

(Bridge)
Underneath the sky, where the eagle soars,
The bond with Mother Earth, forever restores.
The Bison, a guardian, in this sacred affair,
With Earth's heartbeat, they harmoniously share.

(Verse 5)
Sacred ceremonies, beneath the moon's soft light,
The American Indian and Bison, spirits unite.
Hooves drumming the heartbeat, on the sacred ground,
Mother Earth's pulse, in every echo found.

(Chorus)
Oh, the Bison, spirit of the prairie,
Dance with the grass, in nature's sanctuary.
Through the flute's song on the winds, they converse,
A symphony of life, where their destinies immerse.

(Outro)
As the embers of the day fade into night,
The dance continues in the soft moonlight.
Bison, Indigenous, and Mother Earth's embrace,
An eternal connection, in the heart of this sacred space.


(Outro) (Original – but add verses for more
of the connection to Mother Earth)
As the sun sets on the Plains, a legacy remains,
A story of unity, where nature's harmony sustains.
buffalo, prairie grass, and Indigenous kin, _Thursday 02.15.2024 at 8_53am ©____ Added_ (02.15.2024 10_30am

TerryLee WHETSTONe