While the Wheat Sweeps

• Posted by: Bryn Montgomery
• Created: January 5, 2015
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Lazy in its manner
The stalk sways 
Intent on direction
An external force bends
Brushing the hair of this world
Into the groomed grains of time
Gold and tan they mingle
A beautiful mane
Dressing the common observer
Watching the vehicles sputtering
In a hurry to forget
The subtleties of expanse
Disconnected by proximity
Yet the grace it bestows
Blends the simplicity
Of driving the world
While the wheat sweeps.
 

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