Mesa

Red rock towers touch the open sky Silent canyons echo, time drifting by Warm breeze brushes along the stone Shadows stretched where the sun has shone I stand on the edge of ancient ground Listening close for that subtle sound In this silent sprawl, I feel complete Cradled in dust beneath the heat The mesa cradles stories old I find my spirit in this desert gold River far below carves its way Tracing memories of another day A hawk glides steady in the high blue air A whisper of freedom everywhere In this silent sprawl, I feel complete Cradled in dust beneath the heat The mesa cradles stories old I find my spirit in this desert gold Twilight falls on the sandstone rim All is quiet, my heart grows dim Yet in the stillness, I breathe anew Carrying mesa's calm with me through