Thanked The Buffalo

Native Americans thanked the buffalo,
thankless beings we never think;
of the souls that lay down
to become our sustenance...
of the lives that fulfill our need.
all that 'is' has a soul.
animals, plants, water, trees, and stones.
each has their own crucifixion,
their dreams, their destiny, and their gifts.

poem by Eric Cockrell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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