Monthly Archives: September 2016

WATCHING THE SUNRISE OVER SEDONA

Toward Cathedral Rock

I closed my eyes
for one inhale and exhale
stood waiting and small
sage on the wind
reminding me that I am
west again
so many stars
in pre-dawn purple
a teeming riot above
rock sky sage
red-orange blue blue-green
faces lit by the light
my own like theirs
this circle of time
in its always-ness

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