Sphinx like I sit down upon its sands
Speak to it in riddles
Without answers.

Crystalline skies lure me higher
Up the sheer mountains face
I soar serene.

Through eagles eye I see myself
Motionless on the ground
Dreaming of flight.

Circling in tight formation
I twist myself in knots
Fall from the skies.

In pain and overflowing fury
I rage against the winds
Impotent words.

The dust from the dry riverbed
Surrounds me, flows through me
Swallows me whole.

Darkness falls across cloudless skies
The dust and I settle
Into the sands.

There are no straight lines in the desert
All sidewinders and switchbacks
Forbidding ground.

This land speaks to me in silence
Wraps around me
Warms my soul.

I am remade in this image
Stillness and solitude
Centered within.

Coyote curls up beside me
The trickster sleeps soundly
Dreaming of the moon.

submitted by MischiefMaker