Running Horse went on bended knee, as his spirit soared to Eternity.
The Dakota watched with awe and delight, as the flame of the spirit – gave of its light. Like an eagle it soared high in the sky, with no time for them – to say goodbye.
They waited patiently as was the case – they knew he would return once his work had been done – for he had yet again been – blessed by the Sun.
Life carried on – people were born and died – still they waited – not once did they cry.
As his return became known by the Elders there – preparations were made to welcome him home. Joy was felt, love too, as they prayed to the Great Spirit to bless them all.
Those horses of his – so pure and bright – were a source of constant delight. Strong and tall, with great presence too, they became aware of the return to them of their master they had loved – since time began – for innumerable life times they had been – his special ones.
Rejoicing went on – the days went by, till the Elders noticed a sign in the sky.
Excitement grew, blessings were offered – to the Great Spirit of Creation – to bless their land and keep them strong, for no other way would they feel they belonged – to the Universe itself, the night sky too, the seasons of earth – they loved them all.
Beloved were they of the Most High – THE DAKOTA.
24 August, 2012.