Wyoming – South Dakota State Line, May 1974

 

Desolate flats, some said, a vast grassland cleared of buffalo
To make room for a giant rabbit reserve.
(Maybe barrenness is what we deserve.)
Here Wyoming and South Dakota intertwine;
Where wind commands the seasons, pollen, and snow.
Still sacred to many as a godsend divine;
If an endless prairie is a windfall for all,
Then we are in heaven and wind is our brother,
Where, if the welcome signs did not greet us
We would not have known one state from another.

                                 -- C. S. Cholas, May 4, 1974