I am the desert drifter
I go where my heart desires
From the great sand dunes
To the perched plateau
To the land of sandstone spires
I’ll climb up the walls
Don’t fall, don’t fall
I’m searching for something
I’m finding it
My soul is open
My thoughts are big
And soon to be spoken
I feel strong and beautiful
More than ever before
This new found freedom
Is opening doors
Good Morning Raven
I can hear it
A low drawn out caw is coming from the distance
Maybe 60 yards away
A 30 ft tall naked tree stands tall, alone in the desert morning
I focus in and see the raven sitting in the branches
With each caw I see him move
Bellowing out the air in his belly to make his morning salute
Greetings to the daylit world
Light on the Pine
Oh light on the pine
Filtered through the needles
Traveling through the universe
Past the orbital paths of the planets
Penetrating our gaseous atmosphere
After rising above the horizon
Above the hill behind me
You hit with a warm glow only this tree could reflect
Desert rain you quench the earth
The air is different
There is no wind
But something wanders…
The earth breathes
WA to ID
From Seattle Washington to Moscow Idaho
I drove on a road I did not know.
Through mountains I flew, past the peaks and the trees,
Until open fields were all I could see.
They were lovely I’d say, those rolling green hills,
’till a strange emotion in my heart I did feel.
The feeling came after a patch of raw land,
A region untouched by mans needy hand.
There were shrubs and dirt and strong dessert plants,
Probably millions and millions of happy red ants.
But in a flash it was gone as I continued to go,
Green hills again ‘neath the suns warm glow.
Stretched to the horizon that lush color green,
But in a place, in the desert, where it shouldn’t be seen.
This unnatural beauty was unsettling, at least.
But what can we do when mankind must eat?
We plant where the sun is and bring water in
From hundreds of miles where the salmon swim.
It’s a dilemma you see, nature and man,
We must respect our resources, our nurturing land.
Or all will be gone, and none will be left
and nature will succumb to mankind's harsh threat.
Dance of the Wind
Disturbance on the lake
Sparkles of the sun reflecting back at me
The birds fly over
A different perspective
And closer to me still
The thin branches of the rooted desert tree shake and sway
It comes alive
Closer yet the foxtails
So light like earth rooted feathers
Vibrate drunkenly back and forth
And then to me
Cooling the spot on my chest
The sun has shone to warm
The dance of the wind
I need to breathe
I need the edge
I need to feel
Just something real.
Bigger than me
That puts life perspective
And sets me free
Raven in the canyon
Not a single flap of your wings
You soar on the movement of the heat and wind
Your shadow catches me off guard
A dark wink on the sunlit sandstone below
Like the twinkle of a glowing star
Lots of feelings
Lots of thoughts
What was it I sought?
That glassy lake
Which mimics my emotions
A transparent state
Learning and growing
I seek what I find
I find what I seek
Sometimes hiding behind
Hiding behind what I cannot see
The reflectance of me
New things at every corner
Each bend of the branching tree
Life is beautiful
It’s caught hold of me.
Warmed by the sun
Cooled by the wind
Nature I’m yours
Forever your friend