The Hunt
as far as an eye can see black dots on the move
The Hunt Great Father the Sun rises from the east sets to the west smoke curling from the lodges women toiling as children ran playing men on ponies riding out for the hunt wise men told of the great herd on the move over the next hill to the north black spots covered the land as far as the eye can see dots on the move as fore told the great herd is here high pitch hoops as they circle urging ponies forward dust swirling...
