I chose the route
through the Flint Hills.
It’s one of my favorite places
on the planet,
and so close,
north,
in Kansas.
Even through heavy rain
the luscious green
shown
and I wondered
how there can be
such a color.

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Two days later,
as I drove back toward home,
there was sun on that green
and I burst into laughter.
It was a natural,
uncontrollable response
to such a sight:
incredulity,
sheer joy.

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