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CAPTURE THE WIND

HE RODE UPON HIS HORSE, THE ONE, HE HAD CAPTURED FROM THE CROWS. THE EAGLE FEATHERS, THAT, HE WORE UPON HIS HEAD, TRAILED BEHIND HIM, ALL THE WAY TO THE GROUND, EARNED FOR DEEDS DONE, FOR HELPING OTHERS, FOR DOING WHAT, HE WAS MADE FOR, CAPTURE THE WIND, IS HIS NAME, HE RODE WITH MAN WHO FLYS IN THE SKY, HIS YOUNGER BROTHER. EVERY SUMMER, HE DANCED UNDER THE SUN, WITH ALL OF HIS PEOPLE, FOR SEVEN DAYS OF THE CEREMONY, HE PRAYED FOR OTHERS, AS, HE DID WALK BACK TO HIS HORSE AND RODE OFF INTO THE PLAINS, TO ONCE AGAIN, GATHER THE AIR, THAT GIVES US ALL, THE BREATH OF LIFE! AND, WHERE THE SPIRITS MOVE WITHIN ALL THAT LIVES! IF YOU, LISTEN WITH YOUR HEART, YOU MAY HEAR THE SOUND OF HIS HORSE AND HE RIDING BY, TO LEAVE YOU AND YOURS, SOME FRESH AIR! FOR, TO CAPTURE THE WIND, ONE MUST DO, TO LIVE!

By Strong Buffalo

Tatanka Ohitika (Strong Buffalo) is an enrolled member of the Sisseton-Wahpeton Dakota Oyate, AIM member and a decorated Vietnam Veteran (US Marine Corps). He has been writing and performing his original poetry around the world since 1970.

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