What is this freckled landscape found here?
shadows & light scattered about the fields still fallow & fair
sandhill cranes alight to prance flirtatiously
to eat, to rest under a northern wind - gray clouds appear
dotted & dizzy seeking sun's glare
Spring's unfolding graciously
Bowing--rising--greeting each prairie day with silver wings
Oh! What ridiculous creatures we are compared to them ....
two-legged gasping wingless beings
striving & trying for such useless things