PRAIRIE SPRING
Passions ignite in the warmth of rays
Passing through on earth's radiant days
Ideals of freedom so tangibly clear
Vast horizons don't hear our limiting fears
Unlocked to feel and dream and dance
Where crocus petals emerge from deadened grass
Breathing unhindered; deep and wildly pure
Controlling voices for now rendered obscure
Humanity locked in winter's relentless grip
Reeling from rigid imposed unmoving cliffs
Needs to rise; must surely insist
That the kisses of spring are not to be missed
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