The Mustard Fields of Gettysburg

My next poetry book, The Philosophical Verses (Vol. 2) will be released next week. This is one of the 50 or so pieces that will be included.

The Mustard Fields of Gettysburg 

No virus of man can kill 
the mustard fields of Gettysburg. 
Their yellow is bright enough 
to reflect it whence it came; 
their sway, while soft and soothing, 
is strong enough to blow it right away. 
The awe and majesty they inspire 
drown out fears of illness  
and concerns of when work will resume, 
and we take comfort in knowing they’ll return 
after all of this has passed. 

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