November 01, 2001

There are few shadows in the canyon
To give respite from sunís hot stare
As we clamber up the rocky paths

Walls of stone and cliffs throw back the glare
Select the tourists, sear their city skin
There are few shadows in the canyon

The kivas wait in stony silent mystery
The spirits of prior tenants laugh
As we clamber up the rocky paths

A well earned drink of water from my flask
Wipe my brow, replace my hat
There are few shadows in the canyon

Camera at the ready to record a perfect shot
Opportunity is everywhere around
As we clamber up the rocky paths

Time stops. I sense another presence here.
Surrounding shades become reality and offer me their hands
There are few shadows in the canyon
As we clamber up the rocky paths.

Posted by Midus at November 1, 2001 07:44 AM