Saturday, November 15, 2008

They moved through the frigid

landscape where they had slain
the life-giving ones
for more seasons than their
sacred tales could account.
Father North lashed them
more mercilessly than they had
ever had known;
huge offerings
were left at the side of
the trail in tiny, heart-drenched
bundles.
The lead men could see
the herd receding in the
distance, barely visible in the
dancing white sea that engulfed
them.
The elders quickly gathered,
and pointed eastward,
toward the future.
They would venture out onto the
endless ice, and follow
the prey
to the ends of an earth
they were sure
lay just past the farthest ridge
in the faceless
distance.



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