Where the Buffalo Roam

Herds of only babies

Lost for their wandering bellies

The love covenant rode away on some 

Marauding gail 

Bones of their bones

Flesh of flesh

A decomposing scroll 

With faith over fate

They lament 

Worried their guideposts will mislead

Salt and light

Plow the plains 

To search for pearls in sunken places 

A formless veil fell

Seeming to see

Epilogues of the world, the wall