Salt River Canyon

Do you hear the long gone voices as they echo off the rock? Does your heart begin to quicken at the keening of the hawk? Does your soul seek out the rhythm of ancient chants & song? Do you feel at rest here, like you’ve come back where you belong? It’s the canyon’s ancient people that are welcoming you again They raise their voices in celebration of a circle without end They’ve kept a fire burning in the hope that as you roam, you would stop to hear the hawk’s cry & let it lead you home You’ll find peace here in the canyon & its healing waters, too Stand here in the rushing current, you’ll soon feel brand new In the water, silt & red clay, ancient energies still surge Go ahead & dance to the ancient rhythms, give in to the urge Sit & rest here on these rocks a while & offer up a silent prayer then tuck these moments in the pocket of your soul to revel in anywhere For once you’ve stood in the Salt & let it fill both soul & heart You’ll carry the canyon with you & never quite depart © July 2003