The Butte
Comfortable in her position on the butte
Shaded under her large brimmed straw hat
Her thoughts drifted lazily
Wondering at the sultry day
Surveying lizards basking in the blistering sunlight
Marveling at their tolerance of the arid desert climate
She knew the night lizards were cloaked beneath rocky crevices
Waiting patiently for darkness to materialize
She loved this desert and the quietude
And took advantage now this summer
For she knew how the sky could weep
When summer blended quietly into fall
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