I’m spread across this field
like wind among prairie grass.
Somewhere out there, within me,
a child’s laughing voice arises,
then leaves.
Grasses sway,
touching one another
again and again.
I'm spread across this field
Originally published: Feb 2006
Originally published: Feb 2006
I’m spread across this field
like wind among prairie grass.
Somewhere out there, within me,
a child’s laughing voice arises,
then leaves.
Grasses sway,
touching one another
again and again.