We entered this world
of our choosing
with intrigue
and trepidation
For unknown monoliths
amid peaks
swirling ridges
Shadows on the river
Ever changing
Once among the tribe
we rested
Dark barley drinks and welcoming
Supped on cast iron casserole
Then fast asleep in the hacienda haven
I know
not
your exact
point
of origin
but
eons condensed
in
your formation
Startle me
into
recognition
of time
wind
and river
coalition
A summer evening we shared
the Colorado's layers
and solitude
red umber to green
to sunset's
purple hue
From the market square to the cool aspen air
We picked stone fruits and feasted
our eyes upon vistas ne'er imagined
