Palo Duro

This eternal chasm between ephemeral desire and fettered need

     in which weary wanderers cleave desperately to well-trodden trails

     in which blue shadows eclipse relentless rays of longing

     in which fallow lovers lie on the craggy rocks of innocence

     in which anonymous streams of repentance flow from end to end

     in which newlyweds scout out cliff-dwellings of annihilated artists

     in which the violent erosion of time surrenders to sublime beauty

-by Jake Adams