Approaching Monument Valley Navajo Tribal Park
A sandstorm dances with a mesa
in the distance, dreaming up
a copper blind between the valley
beyond and the desert ground
we travel. What would John Wayne do?
He’d bless his horse and ride on through
without a single thought of what
uncertainties awaited him,
except they waited for his presence.
~Son Rivers 2006
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