Canyon Dancers

Deep in the canyon with the grace of your souls

 carrying your memory inside me


Visiting places where we spent time before

 seeing each one of your faces


Hearing your voices whispering inside

 reminding of what we knew then


Sealing a vision all time has denied

  old beginnings freed from the end


Deep in the canyon, the cliffs high above

  the echoes like condors they climb


The river runs wild as it carries our dream

 like a mother in birth of a child


The wind calls out once, then calls out again

 its question defying an answer


As our souls reunite in the vastness below

  —the story of five canyon dancers


(Havasupai Indian Village: January, 2019)



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