We are dreamers, you and I,
Word weavers in moonligh.
We wander together in
Changing of the dusk and dawn,
'Neath the raised blessing or
The prairie wind,
Sung to us
By bird and breeze and
Singers which we heard
A million years ago when we,
Were destined to meet
By gracious gods.
Donovan Baldwin
By gracious gods! Bravo