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Prairie Power: A Poem by Doris Lueth Stengel

Out where horizons are measured
By a span of the Creator's hand
Where toy tractors noiselessly criss-cross
Far hillsides of licorice black land,

Our where the air seems to sparkle
And the sky reaches infinity
And men have those little white squint lines
From voyaging grain-ripple seas,

Out where the silence is mammoth
Every sound gains an intensity
The wind talks its way through a corn field
Send whispers across grassy leas.

Here is where men have grown stronger
While remaining still spiritually free
Unafraid of the space, depth or silence
Or thought of their own company.

– Doris Lueth Stengel