Prairie Song

Hi all!
I wrote this song on a warm day in January, after many cold ones and an ice storm, when the prairie I saw on the way to work was so beautiful I had to write about it. But now it reminds me of the sacred spot on the prairie that we occupied for a week in May, and of my spirit brothers and sisters who spent that week with me!

The sun comes in showers of glory
and waltzes across the sky
then sinks like a ball in the firey west
while our lives fly swiftly by.

The birds of the air are singing,
to the beauty of the day
And the wildflowers tell their stories
As they dip and dance and sway.

CHORUS
Your thoughts are as deep as the prairie
Your heart is as wide as the sky
You stand tall and firm, and grounded to earth
While your soul is learning to fly.

The land is covered in whiteness
the snowflakes dance on the plains
but the ice and the snow
hold the promise and hope
of the warm summertime rains.

The winter winds come a calling
They howl all cold and forlorn
But as we live we know that after the frost
Comes the beautiful gift of the morn.

CHORUS

The wind waves through the grass on the hills
that shine like a vast sea of gold
And this beautiful spot
On God's good green earth,
Can't really be bought or sold

The night sky, it sparkles like diamonds,
like the sun on the morning dew
And as I stand and I gaze at the rolling green hills,
I begin to think of you.

CHORUS