Open Stretch of Prairie Ground
As tumbleweeds move across the plain,
As the parched land cries for rain,
As the antelope gather to feed,
This is where the spirit is freed.
The open stretch of prairie ground,
Offers respite from the city sound.
It’s time to answer its persistent call.
Surrendering yourself to its all.
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Open Stretch of Prairie Ground
by Stephanie Daich
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