An Existence of Opposites

 We Need Our Space

Here comes the dust storm, here comes the rush

Do you hear the sound of many feet

For they beat their feet across the ground

And if you humans are around, you will know them by their sound

It is continuous, it is a beat

But for most of you will not meet us on the street, not at all

We the Buffalo of the Land want you to understand, we need our space

 

Strength in Numbers

We need our openness, we need our grass

For as long as we can continue to see not a tree, we will rest easy, we will graze

It sounds to you like a lazy life

But we the Buffalo of the Land want you to understand, we are survivors, we look out for each other

We move in the cover of others

For with others, we have strength in numbers

 

 Sacrifice and Celebration

Yes, we are massive, yes, we are huge

But our bulk, our size, is all you tend to see, with your eyes

Many of you do not see us from within

For we are more than the skin that covers our body

We are a sacrifice, to you, we are a celebration

It is within that sacrifice and celebration, that we bring many of you together

For those who choose to hunt us with care, declare we will use all of you

As in nothing will be left behind

 

Sacred Being

We the Buffalo of the Land want you to understand, we are a Sacred Being

And as a Sacred Being, we have been seen by many as untouchable

We can be touched and we can send through Loving Energy to many of you

As our feet beat across the ground, we send Loving Energy through to you

Some of you see us as ferocious, some of you see us as protective

We can be both

 

A Consumer and a Distributor

We the Buffalo of the Land want you to understand, yes, we eat, acres and acres and acres of grass

But we are here to say, we also return to the Land, do you understand

As in we giveth, as we taketh away

As in you need us, we’re here to say

We are a consumer and a distributor

In our way of distribution, we give back

 

Give Back

We the Buffalo of the Land want you to understand, when you live on the Land, if you want the Land to give to you, you too need to give back

It’s an easy track

Take and give (repeated again and again to the beat of a drum)

 

Our Side of the Bargain

The Land needs us, as we need the Land

Do you understand

We are all related, we are all connected

As animal species we have not been injected, subjected, rather than we have developed a relationship and have kept up our side of the bargain

That’s it plain and simple

As you take, give back

 

Enough to go Around

Grasslands have a place, as do forests

So, do we

Not too many, not too few

For we the Buffalo of the Land, understand when there are too many of us, it is definitely not a plus

For if our numbers exceed our grass, we simply won’t last

We the Buffalo of the Land want you to understand, we keep our number just so

So, there’s enough to go around

You humans understand that sound

 

Form of Love

Share the wealth, do it together

By wealth we not just referring to money in your pocket, not at all

We are suggesting to many of you share what you have

And when you give to another, no matter how big or small, you give to yourself

It is a win, win

So, win, give

The act of giving, is a form of love

Try it out, you’ll feel good

 

See a Different Sight

If you don’t want to give to another, give to the Land, give the Waters, give to the Air

You can even declare what that gift might be

It might even be, an opportunity for another to see

See what you see, through your eyes

For it may come as a great surprise to many of you, you can still stand side by side and see a different sight

You might like to declare what you see; you might like to declare what you’d like to see

You see

 

Share

Each of you brings a different perspective, each of you brings a different history

So, you see

Share what you see, share what you believe you see

Share what you know, share what you hear

 

Presence

Share what you sense, share the presence beside you

For not all people feel the presence of another, they have to see them, they have to touch them, they have to hear them, they have to have proof

For some of you, poof that presence appears

And you do not need any proof they are there

For they share an experience with you

You can feel their energy, you know it’s them

And another will look at you and say, ahem who are you talking to

You may choose to utter oh no one, or you may choose to venture further

 

Different Lanes

Not all see, not all feel, not all hear, or touch the same

For we are all in different lanes

We are in different times of life, past, present and future all rolled in One

For that’s just it, it’s all about now

We the Buffalo of the Land want you to understand, there is much to this Earth that you don’t know, there is much to this Earth that presents itself to you through a feeling, through a touch

And many of you do not understand as much, so you ignore that feeling, you ignore that touch

But you are being touched just the same

So, allow that lane its room

If you feel something unfamiliar you can’t quite put your finger on it, a presence is near

Sit with a presence, allow it to be

For you are feeling something, for a reason

Ignore not, allow it to be

Don’t choose to get busy, don’t choose to shy away

Just stay

 

Complete the Cycle

We the Buffalos of the Land want you to understand, each blade of grass is there for us

We are there for them as well

For as we eat, we help to complete the cycle and leave something behind

Some of you might suggest to others, eww we know what they mean

But if you come across the grand scheme of things, both are necessary

You can’t have one without the other

You can’t have dark, without the light

You can’t have sorrow, without happiness along the way

 

Understand Life

Yes, we the Buffalo of the Land want you to understand, you need both to understand life

Coming and going, birth and death

Rebirth, transformation

Presence, absence

It’s an existence of opposites

Give and take, take and share

And declare we are in this together, there is no other way