The sky of Kanab is sitting all aglow
the trees brush yellow and green
colors softly flow.

The pebbles tumble across the rocks
going down the stream.
This is my home this is my dream.

My tiny cabin highlights the horizon
It's high pitch touches the moon
and I look to the west and say to the stars
"You have taken him away from me
You have taken him far."

And the clouds darken
filling up with tear drops
they trickle down my face.
down to my lips
It's heartaches taste.

And the wind it blows
from the four directions
It enfolds me, it holds me
It's natures unlocking key.

The sky of Kanab is sitting all aglow
Trees brushed yellow and green
colors softly flow

And the pebbles tumble across the rock
going down the stream
this is my home, this in my dream.

Jean Flournoy