One in Ten Million

A tribal legend celebrates the birth of one

Miraculous rarity standing pure in the sun

Sign from a prophet that peace will come

One in ten million runs the white bison

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On the wings of a prayer thy will be done

An ancient spirit awakens its chosen son

Joined together a sacred trust has begun

One in ten million runs the white bison

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Hearts link with the drumbeat of unity won

Under Mohawk Mountain the past is outrun

Yellow Medicine Dancing Boy's story is spun

One in ten million runs the white bison

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Kaleidoscopic colors dance a picturesque rerun

A whiter shade of pale paints contrasts stun

The sacred spirit of all life never to be undone

One in ten million runs the white bison

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We're All Looking for Something

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whonunuwho 4 years ago from United States

nice hub and well done. I enjoyed the flow of the poetry. Thanks for sharing this nice work.


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Jo_Goldsmith11 4 years ago

WOW! This is Amazingly Beautiful. I send out much blessing and inspiration your way. I voted this up and will keep sharing until the day we all go home! :) Shalom


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Thank you so much, whonunuwho. I appreciate your time, attention and kind, encouraging words.


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Dear Jo, I can feel that you tapped into the message of hope and spirituality that inspired this piece. Sending blessings and peace back to you, my friend. Shalom


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Curiad 4 years ago from Lake Charles, LA.

Beautiful Amy, The spirit sends a sign to humanity for those that will see.

You put this in words that express the spirit and the enormity of the message in a beautiful way as usual :)


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breakfastpop 4 years ago

This piece inspired me. Beautifully done and voted that way.


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Thank you, Mark. I love the way you put it with "to those that will see". I see that you see.


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

I'm so glad, Poppy, that this poem was inspiring for you. Your writing always fires me up!


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billybuc 4 years ago from Olympia, WA

Dear Amy,

It really is all about the willingness to see the message, isn't it? To be in tune with the words that are all around us. To see that which cannot be seen by the eyes....these are the secrets of life that elude so many in the world today. This may be my favorite of all of your beautiful poems.

I believe your hardships have made you a better poet...and that is so often the case with great writers....it takes pain and loss to awaken that which is in them. You have the qualities necessary to move mountains with your words. It is an honor to call you my friend.

love always,

bill


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Dear Bill,

There are miracles around us everyday. I believe in that, because I have been fortunate enough to see them. My grandmother once told me "stop looking for a burning bush, Amy, you'll find what you're looking for in a whisper." That statement changed how I look at things. Openness brings the unexpected that science has no answers for. And that, my friend, is my inspiration. Love sent across the miles to you, Bill.


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drbj 4 years ago from south Florida

This was lovely, Amy, and equally inspiring was your comment above: 'Openness brings the unexpected that science has no answers for.' So true and at the same time so sad because so many people never arrive at that profound realization. Brava, m'dear.


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always exploring 4 years ago from Southern Illinois

After watching the video, i can see your inspiration for this beautiful poetry. One in ten million is a rarity indeed. Loved your words in rhyme..Cheers..


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

It took losing what I felt was everything at the time, my livelihood, just when I was looking forward to independence, to get real. I felt less guarded, because what did I have to lose? But, it was in losing MacGregor that I felt no shame in my absolute, raw grief. I realize that there are many things beyond my control, no matter how much I pray it were different. Living in fear of what might happen, closing my heart in an attempt to avoid pain, isn't really living. It's only existing. The numbness is worse. I am not an apathetic person. I would rather feel the pain of loss than become a blank canvas and feel nothing. I don't understand the reasons for what we experience in this life, but I wouldn't trade mine for all the money in the world. Your thought-provoking comment took me off on a tangent. Thank you for indulging me, dear friend.


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Dear Ruby, it blew my mind to read a brief news clip announcing the birth of a rare white bison. I didn't see the video until I'd written the poem. I found the history very interesting that this adorable little white bison gives so much hope to American Indian tribes, who are so beautifully spiritual they are poetry in of themselves.

I was concerned about the baby bison, though, as I noticed he was constantly shaking his head. I hope he doesn't have an ear infection. Although, I would imagine he will be tended carefully with vet care.

Thank you, dear Ruby. Cheers to you, my friend.


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suzettenaples 4 years ago from Taos, NM

Very inspirational poem. Your words are beautiful and the poem flows so well. Loved the video, too. I have never seen a white bison, as I know they are rare. The great things in life usually are. Voted up!


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

I appreciate your inspiring comment, Suzette. I learned there is a difference in the albino version and a genetically true white bison. Apparently, the few born white are DNA tested. I read about the sad brief lives in some of the notable white bisons in history. One born in 2005 died 2 months after his premature birth. Another born in 2011 was found butchered and skinned at less than a year old. His mother was found dead the next day and his father, named Lightning Medicine Cloud died in Apr 2012 from a lightning strike in Texas. Seems they have a strange, tragic history.


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BlossomSB 4 years ago from Victoria, Australia

Mystic and beautiful. The information about the truly white bison is interesting, too.


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Thank you so much, Blossum. I am so glad you found this interesting. I did, too, as I was researching the white bison.


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Gypsy Rose Lee 4 years ago from Riga, Latvia

Voted up and awesome. Conjured up images of Indians and those large amazing beasts the white bison. Well done.


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Gypsy, You saw the landscape I tried to paint. Thank you, my friend, for reading this and letting me know.


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Genna East 4 years ago from Massachusetts, USA

‘The scared spirit of all life.” Native Americans understood this. It is all around us; if we sense it and understand and respect its many gifts, rather than imperil this life through indifference. The white bison is a symbol of this. Excellent, Amy!


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

I agree with your beautiful message wholeheartedly, Genna. I'm glad you see substance in my poem. Thank you for letting me know.


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Lucky Cats 4 years ago from The beautiful Napa Valley, California

Amy, back in my "hippy" days, I used to go to the Colorado Mountains; to join in the Gathering of the Tribes. This was a yearly event for years. The first year I stayed two weeks, living, staying, camping, sharing coffee in the morning, meeting new people and basking in the beauty, acceptance and innocent joy of the times...the Gathering was centered around a principal...of peace....and the promise of

"A tribal legend celebrates the birth of one

Miraculous rarity standing pure in the sun

Sign from a prophet that peace will come

One in ten million runs the white bison."

You have touched on it...exactly!!!!! I saw this article, too; and it took me back to those day s in such a rush of emotion and memory....I love those moments; when we are transported to another time; feeling the same feelings, and remembering a less troubling, more hopeful time....during those years; the counter culture related deeply with Native American concepts and ideas of living w/the earth, honoring every step/ every activity and every living being who became a part of those.....and, then, of course; the promise of the very rare white Buffalo.

WOW!!! I'm back there, again...lovely, Amy!!!


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

What an exciting event to have participated in, Kathy. The American Indians have not deviated from their beliefs. It is a powerful, beautiful ideology. Humanity has inflicted much irreparable damage to the earth, animals and other human beings. I believe the weather changes are part of our carelessness and over-consumption. I read another article that stated wildlife is suffering terribly in the drought. About half a dozen elk that were brought here have been found dead from the extreme weather. I rent an apt that has an alley in back with homes on the other side. I was feeding and putting water out for the birds on a concrete ledge that I thought was part of city property until I was chastised and threatened with a lawsuit by one of those neighbors. I was told "just because you want to do it doesn't mean you can. It's not your property". The miserable fat old hater that spit his venom at me puffed up like a red-faced balloon when I replied, "It seems very ironic to me that people that obviously never miss a meal have such a problem with me putting seed out for the birds." Then, I walked away. I have a little feeding station that I put out in the back for the birds that each of the fat fxxxers can look at everyday, but can't say a thing, because it's not on their property line. I wonder if they said anything to the "renters" kid who was shooting his bow and arrow into their fence? Next time I saw him he was shooting an air-gun towards their house. One of those "neighbors" broke the dog bowl I had on the ledge and dumpstered it. I had a beautiful, small, concrete seashell birdbath I put fresh water in everyday that he stole. Such small-minded, petty, mean people infuriate me. They have bad karma!

Thank you, Kathy, for sharing your exciting "hippie" story with me. I wish I'd have been there. Maybe someday I will visit, as I think I would appreciate it far more now than when I was a self-absorbed youngster.


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PegCole17 3 years ago from Dallas, Texas

Hi Amy,

Your beautiful poem drew me in instantly and tugged at my heart with its deeply sensitive words. The story of our Texas white buffalo calf was on the news for days with Greenville being just northeast of Dallas. Following the sudden death of the calf, Lightening Medicine Cloud, and his mother Buffalo Woman, I was outraged, then later just terribly sad at their passing. The investigation into the claims by the ranch owner that the calf was murdered ended with these findings: “It is our belief that Lightning Medicine Cloud and Buffalo Woman died of natural causes,” said Hunt County Sheriff Randy Meeks. They indicated the deaths were due to a rare form of a bacterial disease that is known as blackleg. No less sad, but somewhat less disturbing that it was natural causes rather than a hate crime, it is still a shame to lose one of these lovely and special creatures. "One in Ten Million", for sure.

Your poem is a moving tribute to these rare and precious gifts of nature.


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Amy Becherer 3 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Ah, Texas, where many buffalo used to roam. I am intrigued by the spiritual level of respect that the American Indian Culture has for nature. Whereas much of humanity takes the beauty and purpose of all things 'nature' for granted, exhibited through callous carelessness, the American Indian reveres it. As I've grown older, I have found comfort in the stoic reliability, beauty and truth in nature that I find no where else.

Thank you, Peg, for your awesome comment. I was unaware that Lightning Medicine Cloud and Buffalo Woman died of natural causes. It is sad, but nevertheless, one less black mark against humankind.

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