Amber Waves

'From sea to shining sea' they sing

while I, midway between the edges

laced with waters' ebb and flow

know only miles of prairie. Grasses,

waved in wondrous motions too,

for miles and miles this mass of

golden meets the wilding winds.

I can not sink beneath its depth

nor see its shores - but oh, it carries

me, the same - away and back again.

It soothes my soul with what can be

and loses me in all that waits beyond.