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Run with the Wind
by Marie Buchfink
I am drinker of the wind, daughter of the stars. This is my voice that I claim in the name of the gods.
I am lover of the meadow, keeper of the ponies, large and small. It is to me that the deer speak and the raccoon wanders.
I am born of the sea and the moon, meant to be heard, gifted with words.
By day, I lay upon the golden grasses as they chatter in the breeze, warmed by the sun, watching the yellow butterfly flutter through life.
By night, I listen to the creek, seek the wisdom of the snake and dream of the power of the buffalo.
The clouds are my steed, the cats my companions. While I sleep, they linger nearby. The beaver readies the waters for my wakening.