"To’sa-mocho ta’yetchy," whispers the wind. "White beard who rises with the sun...there is great medicine among the cholla. Close your eyes. Drink the timeless elixir of life."
Eyes shut I erase a century of time and connect with the people of the Llano Estacado plains--the native inhabitants our forefathers knew as Comanche. What would they make of such a fine day? They would embrace the power and austere beauty of the prairie. Similarly, the raw wilds of the Llano Estacado help to define me. I choose to walk forever with the people in harmony with the land.
© Ilija Lukić 2014
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