Open Prairies Skies

 Open Prairie Skies



Original loose artwork and poem by Kieran Gonsalves (c) 2025, inspired by my eight years living in Calgary, Canada


Wide open skies of the Prairies, where the sky holds court, nothing but wide open sky 
 
The joke goes, if your dog runs away, don't fret, you can see it from here until July
 
 
There's nothing to block your view, just rolling Prairie lands as far as you can see
 
The perfect canvas for blazing sunrises and sunsets, God's artwork on display for free
 
 
A riot of orange, pinks and lavender that delights the senses just before the sun dips
 
There are daily encore performances, each one extemporaneous, sans music, sans scripts
 
 
Then the stars come out to play; no city lights to spoil the show, pure unalloyed joy
 
The Milky Way, a band of a gazillion heavenly bodies, a grand light-show for all to enjoy
 
 
Life moves with the seasons. Winters are bleak, but Spring is the harbinger of good times
 
The hot Summer sweetens golden grains swaying in the breeze, making the Fall harvest sublime
 
 
The familiar rhythm of life brings a calmness that is like chicken soup for the weary soul,
 
No need to fix anything if it fulfils all your needs, after all, isn't that the very goal?

Comments

Anonymous said…
An ode to Big Sky country - Montana. (WhatsApp comment from a dear friend)
Kieran said…
Yes. Open skies are very striking all over the Prairies - Kieran

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