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© Robert G. Longpré
A footfall raises
faint clouds
of prairie dust.
Lost in thought,
sinking into
prairie silence.
Prairie dust rises -
inviting the silence
inviting sun and breeze
to caress skin and muscles.
Thoughts vanish into the dust -
breath tells a story of being alive,
emptiness fills and heals scars.
Eyes see without need
to analyze, to categorise.
ears hear soft sounds
of prairie life,
touching the sounds
then letting them go free.
Another footfall and
another universe of
naked prairie dust
unveils hidden mysteries
buried deep within.
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