Beloved Chaco Canyon…
That you are in danger tears at my heart. I am sending love and an echo from the words you whispered.
to the crickets
speaking for the ancestors
the vultures are dismembering our half lived lives
the moon is rising full
all the while the ancestors are whispering for us to live
How many times a day can I fall in love with Rock?
Restless, I feel your faces and postures
they play like a slideshow
young men on their knee, heads bent
rise like the moon to invisible eyes
old women, your chocolate faces
holding time and mystery
I see you and you see me