Horse Tracks: Wolf Teeth Mountains
From “Hoola Hand”
I remembered eating wild rosebud petals
Out among the Wolf Teeth Mountains
Feeling your love as it settles
A paint horse breaks and runs.
Leaves, the wind inside, they fly.
Leaves, the water within, they go.
Feeling, the wind among, they lie.
Henry Real Bird. Horse Tracks. Sand Point, Idaho: Lost Horse Press, 2010.