Sunset Over The Tucson Mountains — Image by kenne
My home is in the foothills,
Down near the wash
Where water flows
When it rains in the mountains.
Each day I watch the sunset
Gone, a million thoughts
Now traveling through the galaxies
Leaving nature’s priceless treasure.
It is not a thing, yet it is before me
Only to be concealed by shadows
Walking across the mountains
Sinking deeply into earth’s flesh.
I live in the foothills,
Now five winters, where each night
I’m happy resting among the stars
Drinking the ancient medicine.
— kenne
Reblogged this on Becoming is Superior to Being and commented:
Reblogging while in Los Vegas with son and daughter-in-law. Outstanding time in this fun city. — kenne