The Eve of the White Buffalo
Christmas Eve,
I’m traveling through Sandia Pueblo,
Fires glow along the way
Snow falling gently
My heartbeats rapidly
As up ahead the sheriff stops me.
His partner tries to get the blessing back behind a fence, the blessing of the White Buffalo.
All things began anew.
Comments 1
Hannah Neighbour
on Thursday, 14 March 2019 19:40
Patricia, I feel invited into a sacred space with this piece. From Christmas Eve to the Pueblo to the gentle snow and glowing fire to getting the "blessing back behind a fence" to the gorgeous drawing. Thank you. So powerful and "all things began anew." I love this creature you have brought to us.
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