When Winter Won’t End
When Even the Whitest Snow
Wearies to Grey Ice
Even Then, the Melting
Reveals a Sun Warmed Rock, and
Tells Another Story
As Drifts Curve ‘Round Like
Ripples From a Pebble Dropped
In a Summer Pond
Even Then, the Melting
Reveals a Sun Warmed Rock, and
Tells Another Story
As Drifts Curve ‘Round Like
Ripples From a Pebble Dropped
In a Summer Pond
Light Ebbs and Flows
Gently Beneath Skies So Blue
They Touch Your Soul
And a Rich Silence,
Rising with the Heat, Whispers
Calm and Solitude
In Red Rock Canyons
On the High Desert, Time Finds
It’s Natural Rhythm