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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