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          Bison of Altamira

Killing, eating, sleeping and breeding

Struggle was on day and night

Even then Beauty whispered

To the first Man

Words did not take form

Soul craved for something more

And Beauty whispered

In the darkness of caves

In the motion of bloody spears

On dewy grass blades

In the fragrance of petals

In the warm caress of a red dawn

 He listened, tasted, saw, smelt and felt

He was in love from the depth of his being

With the One so vague in his dream

For whom he was ready to leave his lances

He bore the agony, wordless passion alone

Until the day his slender fingers

Made the cave wall his canvas

Beatings of lines and colors were heard

Beauty expressed herself

In the impassioned form of the red bison

And embraced Man, Nature's wonder

Posted for  Hannah's Transformation Friday with Nature's Wonders @ Real Toads