This Is My Land…For Bison and Buffalo

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This is my land.
This is where I stand.
I am part of the rocks.
I am one with the sand.
I am borne of the mountain.
My father is the sky.
My spirit is endless as it soars way up high.

 

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Karen Lyons Kalmenson

Karen Lyons Kalmenson

hello! I have managed to incorporate my eternal woodstock nation spirit with the high tech 21st century world. I am an artist/writer/photographer, who dabbles in rhyme, and, sometimes, reason. My passions are my husband, who is truly the wind that ruffles my sails, animals rights, yoga ... waking up in the morning. I find inspiration in too many things to list, and far too many more to remember. Sketching, watercolor painting, poetry and photography are my ways of expressing joy and gratitude. From living with a chronic illness, I have learned the beauty of each day, and treat each as another sun salutation, and another chance.

Karen Lyons Kalmenson

Karen Lyons Kalmenson

hello! I have managed to incorporate my eternal woodstock nation spirit with the high tech 21st century world. I am an artist/writer/photographer, who dabbles in rhyme, and, sometimes, reason. My passions are my husband, who is truly the wind that ruffles my sails, animals rights, yoga ... waking up in the morning. I find inspiration in too many things to list, and far too many more to remember. Sketching, watercolor painting, poetry and photography are my ways of expressing joy and gratitude. From living with a chronic illness, I have learned the beauty of each day, and treat each as another sun salutation, and another chance.

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