The spirit of the grizzly bear haunts the misty, evergreen clad mountain. A site so rare he is very seldom seen. The Indian Princess explores alone the chilly heights. She watches as the eagle soars and other wondrous sights. Never fearing the grizzly bear, the Princess gathers sweet flowers holding the fragrant bouquet there and using her uncanny powers to see and hear what no other can see or hear. Until she finds there on the slope of Earth's mother the peace that somehow binds her to the spirit of the phantom bear and her heart begins to feel the tug she wonders if her soul should dare to seek the warmth of the bear's hug. Closing her eyes, her nostrils wide breathing deeply and filled with peace her passionate dreams she will not hide seeking the grizzly bear won't cease until the encounter, inevitable, takes place and she nestles her cheek against his soft, warm fur and is able to sit beside the icy creek with the phantom grizzly bear. Past eagles and clouds they look. As destiny finds the unlikely pair, she sits reading a poetry book and he, reclining under the pines, with eyes closed and lips in a smile, listens as she whispers the lines and they hold each other for a while. |