Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Wide, lazy river meanders through the mesa
taking away the traces of civilizations of Indians..
Water fills the caves, pottery breakes & crumbles
only pieces are found by me..
Lives were lived, tribes moved to other grounds
yet I feel your touch upon this earth
God, by His Spirit, loved each one of you
Peace fills this valley for me to feel & see
Saturday, October 15, 2011
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