Prairie Creek June 2011
I see this dried up creek; dear friend to me, you've known me for so long, you've been here longer than my life and many, many before me too. Your waters have flowed for 10,000 years; nourishing heards of bison and deer, teams of fish and bear, wild horses fed from you too, Native Americans respected you. Your waters are from rain all around, you are the lowest point outside of town, capturing last years rain you hold, tightly an entire world....Air, Water, Earth and Wind. Eagles swoop down to you reaching back with a fish for food, and begins the chain of life, a simultaneous gift....all the inhabitants rejoice, Pithlachoco the lake of big boats.
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