prairie walk

.
over ancient land
that whispers
a thousand stories
I walk
..........and with
every step I hear
the song of
mémère's first
footfalls on the
rich prairie soil.

I keep my pace
in time with hers
and through time
and time again
we walk this land
together tied
in yesterday and
..........tomorrow.

to the drum of a
distant history
hand in hand
..........we walk
you and I.
.
from May Day Poetry Project
.