A Tree’s Repose

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


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