Never in his wildest dreams
would Petr Ilyitch Tchaikovsky
have imagined
his Swan Lake,
graceful, serene, majestic,
soaring ballet movements,
would have found a hearing,
over the rolling land:
Flint Hills –
Kansas prairie,
at sixty-five
miles per hour!
Ah,
but it is so –
his timeless music
uplifting hearts
centuries
and light years away!

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