walking among the tall prairie grasses
golden sunlight awakens my dormant dreams
timeless rhythms pound in my heart
golden colors feed unknown primal longings
to be one with the prairie
trusting, growing, rooted in rich earth
My walk through the prairie awakened dormant longings and feelings that I can’t describe. There is something very primal about the look and feel of prairies for me. I hope you have a chance to experience some of the prairie lands that fed the growth of this country, starting with the mammoth, then bison, native americans, settlers, farmers and the industrialization of America.
To peaceful prairie ponderings!