Poetry Of Spirit And Light: High Plains Passages

Azurite-hued winter skies, appreciable northerly winds and balmy temperatures in the thirties are the last reminders of White Owl Woman’s most recent sojourn on the Llano Estacado. She departs our high plains with an entourage of Canada Geese. Her parting whispers form immaculate crystals of frost on the shortgrass prairie. Her breath entwines with the inflight chatter of the black-headed honkers and the lonesome wail of a distant train horn to admonish us of her certain return.

White Owl Woman leaves with snapshot memories of snow dressed aisles through Siberian Elm thickets. On her journey she reminisces of lonesome strolls on beaten tracks across yucca-strewn tablelands. She gives out a few hearty chuckles about rough prairie passages with thorny consequences. And best of all, her repertoire of stories brims once more with fresh tales of a courageous hunter and his red dog in hot pursuits of wildlife spoor.

White Owl Woman ends her icy tryst with the prairie by mid-morning. As throughout time immemorial, she cedes dominion over her wintry thoroughfares on the Llano Estacado gracefully to the colorful serenades of freeze-dried summer splendor.

© Ilija Lukić 2013