POETRY
The Wild West
The Desert is a feast for my eyes, a reprieve for my soul, and makes my heart delight
The Desert is a feast for my eyes
A reprieve for my soul
Ever-changing landscape
Reminds me of peaks and valleys of life
The fields of gold fill me with warmth
The purple mountain majesty makes
My eyes dance at dawn
The frosted peaks in the distance delight me
Orange sherbet sunsets in Scottsdale
Hearts delight
Yellow glow at dawn in Monument Valley
Makes me leap out of bed with excitement
Such a vast array of colors and textures
So much to see
Beauty surrounds me
Gratitude fills my heart and soul
Colors, textures, feelings
Nature is humbling
Life is humbling
The desert is not for the faint of heart
Life is not for the faint of heart
We must rise