According to Buddha
I, the snow lioness who stays in snowy solitudes, Have milk which is like the essential nectar. In the absence of golden cups, I would not pour it in an ordinary vessel.

another winter storm comes raging through
and the mercury’s fallin’
i’m left all alone
just like spring time in alberta
chills me to the bone
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yesterday in the woods Terwillegar Park, ~ Etown – Amiskwaciwâskahikan ᐊᒥᐢᑲᐧᒋᐋᐧᐢᑲᐦᐃᑲᐣ ~ April 2022
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