Dreaming of Jemez
It had been a long day,
a rainy day,
outside my window,
a clearing sky
caught my eye,
with thunder heads
just past by
and a setting sun,
I knew I would have
that perfect moment,
the light was right,
the canyon shadows
were deep,
grabing my camera,
and out the door,
knees that hadn't worked
for years danced
over brush and rocks,
scattered jack rabbits,
and made it to the
canyon's rim,
to capture the perfect
moment of cloud,
and light and
and amber glow.
Thank the gods
that I can still run
in my dreams.
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