Prairie

There's a prairie in the sky, she says
I look up 
Mouth agape
Eyes bright and wide
It is daylight
The sun filters through the clouds
The leaves fall from the trees
If we listen carefully we can hear them fall
The world is bigger than this room
Bigger than Wonderland
But there are just as many tricks and turns
We keep a plant
It reminds us not to look back
We tend her leaves and spray water on her thirsty soil
She is colour in a world of black and white
An oasis in a desert of thoughts
It is warm inside
We have the windows ajar
We can smell the fresh wind as it passes us by
Like a horse set on its track
Running for home
We lift our head
Enjoy the feeling of movement
The way the weather makes our skin smell
Buttery and sweet
This desert is rich
Full of dreams and sleepy nights
The sun a warm and heavy hand laid gently on our shoulder
I think I like the prairie sky she says
And I agree
We will stay here for a while
Taking in the warmth and light
Growing quietly like our plant.