Dry winds whisper through desert
arroyos. Listen close, you will hear
a mournful melody washing through
the bends and twists of rocky gulches.
The songs arising tell tales of cowboys
wandering and of the ones who were
native to these lands of paradox,
where scarce water turned,
in a heartbeat to a raging
not attuned, to the ever present
rhythm of nature.
As an Ecstatic Poet, my aim is to awaken in you, the part of you that knows the truth of your being, the beauty of your soul.