Buffalo Dance
Rough, Untamed
Rush the draw
Primal energy
Passionate, Raw
Painted face
Feathered lance
So begins
The Buffalo Dance
Race the Thunder
Over the hill
Take the world
By sheer will
Free and Wild
Without care
Fearless screams
Split the air
Call it Destiny
Call it Chance
Drums beat out
The Buffalo Dance
Rise and Fall
The Liar’s Moon
Death and Existence
Come too soon
Earth is made
Of Give and Take
Past and Future
Are at stake
Lightning strikes
Evil askance
Spirits of Fire
Join the Buffalo Dance
Caution tossed
To the Wind
Now is the place
To begin
Turn the herd
Lead the pack
Valiant hearts
Blaze new tracks
Dreams are real
This is no trance
Life lived Full
Is the Buffalo Dance
Copyright © Debra Coppinger Hill | Year Posted 2005
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