The way to Rainy Mountain!!!

October 30, 2008 8:31pm CST
Yellowstone,it seemed to me,was the top of the world,a region of deep lakes and dark timber,canyons and waterfalls.But,beautirul as it is,one might have the sense of confiement there.The skyline in all directions is close at hand,the high wall of the woods and deep cleavages of shade.There is a perfect freedom in the mountains,but it belongs to the eagle and elk,the badger and the bear.In July the inland slope of the Rockies is luxuriant with flax and buckwheat,stonecrop and larkspur.The earth unfolds and the limit of the land recedes.Clusters of trees and animals grazing far in the distance cause the vision to reach away and wonder to build upon the mind.The sun follows a longer course in the day,and the sky is immens beyond all comparison.The great billowing clouds that sail upon it are shadows that move upon the grain like water,dividing light.Father down,in the land of th Crows and Blankfeet,the plain is yellow.Sweet clover takes hold of the hills and bends upon itself to cover and seal the soil.There the Kiowas paused on their way.,they have come to the place where must change their lives.The sun is at home on the plains.Precisely there does it have the certain character of a god.When the Kiowas came to land of the Crows,they could see the dark lees of the hills at dawn across the Bighorn River,the profusion of light on the grain shelves,the lodest deity ranging agter the solstices.Not yet would they veer southward to the caldron of the land that lay below;they must wean their blood from the northen weather and hold the mountains a while longer in their view.They bore Tai-me in procession to the east.
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