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AWAKENING At winter’s end the earth lies hard asleep beneath a threadbare comforter of snow. Awakening, the sky begins to weep as long-awaited winds start up and sweep across the fallow fields that lie below. In winter when the earth lies hard asleep, lethargic shadows slowly start to creep to meet the early evening afterglow. Awakening, the sky begins to weep a long-awaited rain for hope to reap the harvest of the crop that hope will sow. In winter when the earth lies hard asleep unfrozen roots lie hibernating deep, awaiting summer’s growing season’s slow awakening. The sky begins to weep; the dormant earth has promises to keep and nature’s way is the only way we know. At winter’s end the earth lies hard asleep; awakening, the sky begins to weep. —Jim Stone

Profile for University of Jamestown

Plainsong 2013  

Art and literary journal of University of Jamestown, Jamestown, N.D.

Plainsong 2013  

Art and literary journal of University of Jamestown, Jamestown, N.D.