I awaken at dawn
The first hint
Of sun’s rising
The first hint
Of sun’s rising
I rise
Before the sun
Rise to greet a new day
I rise
Before the sun
Rise to greet a new day
Or is it just a sprig
An ephemeral growth
A life spanning a single desert rain
Beside a rock worn smooth
By the long dead river
Which cut a chasm wall
Aeons ago
The scenes are rightful pretty
Can’t stop to take the pic
Shoot across the dashboard
Will have to do the trick
From there
Three hundred
And sixty degrees
Of Canyonlands
I like the ocean best
A high overlook
With a hard onshore wind
Driving the breakers
Far onto shore