The Plains

I flew over burnt, warring plains,
Palace-free and understanding
And over the hilly paths
Before the man-made prairie

I kind of want to marry you
For your directions

And I drew compass roses
In ink the shade of ocean waves
All along my inner arms -
You know what I mean

I kind of want to render this in green
For my protection

Undulations in the grassy sea
All alone and understanding
I was humbled at your feet
And at my own reflection

I kind of want to change direction
Chaotically



Credits
Writer(s): Elisabeth Blair
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