you are my green chile
kokopelli dream
soft sound of hiking boots
tapping on sandstone
my sun, uninterrupted
blessing mesas
the aqua blue of desert skies
set against canyons calling
in sacred language of silence
scents of cedar, earth and peace
you reset me
44 words is a quadrille, our original poetry form at
Merril is our host and the given word is “set”. Feel free to join in.
mishunderstood 
That was a breathtaking write Mish, and a gorgeous photo! Love the Southwest almost as much as the Northwest. They are my Yin & Yang…
a genuine affection is felt here for the person/place/thing. “resets” are vital
Nice poem Mish. Great that you have such a person in your life to bring peace and to reset you
Wow, Toni…you had me reread my poem and yes, there it is! I think I wrote about my husband, not just the Southwest.
I like the “sacred language of silence”.
in sacred language of silence – I think in silence our inner peace can be reset. Lovely photo and poem. I went to Arizona a year ago and it was beautiful, I walked up to some old ruins and it left me breathless.
Sounds like a sacred place. Thanks for the visit, I was there through your words.
Have you been to Sedona? Your poem wonderfully captures how I feel when I’m there.
I have been once! I felt it was a spiritual experience.
This transported me right back to the foothills of Superstition Mountain in Apache Junction, Lovely! Thank you.
How beautifully matched! Poem and art are a pair.
So, I’m finally getting to this! 🙂 Lovely, Mish. And that photo is breathtaking!