Canyonlands, Pt 1

at the foot of the monument
canyonlands outstretched
shadows pooling 
in the mouths of the gulleys

that night I walked outside 
to see it in the dark
bare feet on red earth 
forgotten about the scorpions - 

listening to the sky
I wondered if it listened too
could hear my longing
calling back and forth

when I went back inside
the embers were still burning
and I spoke your name silently
as the smoke carried it to the sky.