high above

looking out

sand in now

before it somehow

silk from the past

bestows her grace

her final stage

amazing grace

i seek to find the truth

i seek to find my breath

i seek to find the edge

i seek to find an in

all is a thought

a thought of what could be

and what could be of you and me?

i seek to find the truth

i seek to find my breath

i seek to find the edge

i seek to find an in

this is now manipulated

my turquoise friend

abiquiu give to me

a rub and a purr

i seek to find the truth

i seek to find my breath

i seek to find the edge

i seek to find an in

mesa’s come forth

the rock takes form

land is now and then

high above

looking out