Towering and Magnificent,
Stately and Strong,
Hung there betwixt the
Azure blue of a prairie sky
And the richness of the golden wheat
Rippling in the never-ending breeze.
Dark smudges ‘round beneath
Invite the traveler to a bit of introspection and
Repose.
The dark green locks of hair billow and convulse
As the wind hurries through on its way to who knows where.
Nothing but blankness as far as the eye can see,
Still it stands sentinel over the prairie,
As it has stood for a thousand lifetimes
A home and place to breathe deeply
Kiss everything goodbye and simply
Be.
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