In this land
Where winged spirits
Haunt the night
Flying in great circles
Moving out
cross the plains
Beyond touch
Day breaks
Animals return
To the shelter
Of earth and home
Where even deeper
Memories abide
On ancient shores
With old mountains
Mesas like old men
Stooped and crooked
Low across the land
While terrible winds
Bring heat waves lapping
Across torn smiling faces
With thunder clouds rising
Over distance and time
Bearing testament
Across the years
Of all the centuries
Terry M Pace (2002)
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