Here's a poem I wrote a long time ago.

PRAIRIE PEOPLE

Prairie people have the need

To see as far as you can see.

They grow inside the silence, then

The silence grows inside of them.

Listen to the earth breathe –

You can hear the earth breathe.

Green things grow fast in the sun,

Giving life back when they’re done.

Green’s a fragrance, don’t you know –

Soothes the heart and quiets soul.

Stop and watch the grass grow –

You can see the grass grow.

Prairie people watch the sky,

Love to watch the clouds speed by –

More obsession than pastime,

Watch the weather all the time.

At night a billion stars gleam –

You can see the stars gleam.

Prairie people understand

Infinity’s not grains of sand.

Infinity is endless sky

And changeless seasons cycling by.

Wake one day and you’ll know –

Take some time and you’ll know.

Listen to the earth breathe,

Stop and watch the grass grow.

At night a billion stars gleam –

Wake one day and you’ll know.