Bluegrass
The fool says in his
heart...“There is no God!"
One ton wheels of hay dot the land...once roamed by Triceratops.
One ton wheels of hay dot the land...once roamed by Triceratops.
Below, Black Gold...seduces old men in
dungarees.
The forgotten echo of siblings...playing in their fort made of shale.
Coyotes wait impatiently...to return to
their carcass.
Taste the North Dakota wind...as Case combines purr
in the distance.
Grandma’s ashes disappear...and slowly
settle into the Bluegrass prairie.
God...why did You choose me?
God...why did You choose me?
Why?
My thoughts are not
your thoughts and My ways are not your ways.”
And the North Dakota wind blows…
Inspired by...Grandma Elaine and Uncle Gar's (now abandoned) childhood home near Bluegrass, North Dakota...Why did God choose to save me and not other members of my family...Isaiah 55...God's words in bold print...Memories of all of us spreading grandma's ashes
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