Cowboys and Indians. In pen and ink is illustrated a scene of two American Indian men on horseback, each carrying a spear. I have Eaten and Smoked in your camp and as our wild brothers would. I call you Friend.
Time only changes the outside of things.
In your youth you loved wild things. Time has taken them and given you much dont want. Your body is here in a highley civilized land but your heart lives on the back trails that are grass grown and plowed under. If the cogs of time would slip back seventy winters you wouldn't be long. Shedding to a breech cloth and mocassins and instead of being holed up in a man made valley you'd be tailing with a band of Navajoes headed for the buffalo range.