Unbroken Prairie
The Grass was the Country
The Water is the Sea
The Earth was warm under my feet
I crumpled it through my fingers
The Country is somehow running
Blue, blue Sky
Autumn colour growing pale on the Grass
A cold wind moaned over the Prairie
The Stars begin to shine in the clear, windy Sky,
Magnificently bright
Blond cornfields into ghostliness at last
White flakes whirling and disappearing in the Red Grass
Snow, spilling out of Heaven,
Sunlight on the glittering white stretches of the Prairie;
Almost blinding
Those bitter, starlit nights!
The light restlessness,
Spring itself,
Gold ribbons across the Prairie,
Nimble air wakened,
A fresh consciousness that Winter was over
It will be Summer a long while yet
Perhaps when we die, we become a part of something entire;
Sun and Air,
Goodness and knowledge,
Sunflowers.
The Water is the Sea
The Earth was warm under my feet
I crumpled it through my fingers
The Country is somehow running
Blue, blue Sky
Autumn colour growing pale on the Grass
A cold wind moaned over the Prairie
The Stars begin to shine in the clear, windy Sky,
Magnificently bright
Blond cornfields into ghostliness at last
White flakes whirling and disappearing in the Red Grass
Snow, spilling out of Heaven,
Sunlight on the glittering white stretches of the Prairie;
Almost blinding
Those bitter, starlit nights!
The light restlessness,
Spring itself,
Gold ribbons across the Prairie,
Nimble air wakened,
A fresh consciousness that Winter was over
It will be Summer a long while yet
Perhaps when we die, we become a part of something entire;
Sun and Air,
Goodness and knowledge,
Sunflowers.