Flipping Through Photo Albums, Once More
Back To a Magical Place, That I Truly Adore
“Regard Heaven as your Father,
Earth as your Mother,
And All Things as your Brothers and Sisters.”
A Native American Proverb
It was a trip I had been looking forward to
A camping expedition on the Navajo Nation
Wandering Monument Valley, on horseback
This truly filled my heart and soul with elation
We left El Capitan Peak in the early morning hours
And we rode through this ancient landscape, all day
A truly enchanting place revered by the Navajo Indians
And immortalized in the Hollywood Western Hey Days
Just before dark, we bedded down for the night
Under very ancient Anasazi petroglyphs and caves
I was overwhelmed by the sheer beauty of this place
And to our most hospitable Navajo guides, I now raved
I also teased my extremely weary, saddle sore spouse
That she an Apache, would be sleeping on Navajo land
And that the very ancient Navajo spirits who guarded it
Just might not think her Apache presence here, very grand
Our Navajo hosts thought this was a good joke
By the campfire, they told us their tantalizing tales
About their ancient and noble Navajo ancestors
Whose lives by comparison truly make ours pale
And not very long after my spouse dozed off
I very eagerly got up and I roamed all around
I was enchanted by this captivating landscape
Another new heaven on earth I had now found
And suddenly, from the red rock caverns above
I saw a massive black cloud emerge, just like that
As I very excitedly studied this eerie phenomenon
I soon realized it was a giant colony of desert bats
They were swooping and diving and gliding
All across this surreal and magical landscape
I now thought of waking my exhausted spouse
But I knew all these bats would make her quake
And after the midnight hour, I saw something amazing
Immense shadows began creeping along cavern walls
Whatever these shadows were, they were not frightening
And their eerie presence, somehow filled my soul with awe
They now seemed to be dancing feverishly, all about
There even seemed to be tantalizing music in the wind
I stood there completely mesmerized, for nearly an hour
Totally enraptured by this mystery and now taking it all in
The next morning, just after dawn, around our breakfast fire
One of our Navajo guides asked me if I had enjoyed the show
He said that we had been extremely fortunate, as he now proclaimed
“Both the bats, and our ancestors, were dancing in the moon’s glow.”
And, it wasn’t long after this most captivating experience
That we adopted our wondrous wolf dog from these Navajo
He was found wandering, very near to where we had camped
I think he’s a gift from the Shadow Dancers, we call him Turbo
©2008, Mr. Ed
And If You Like Horses As Much As I Do,
Please Read My Posted Article, Today:
‘Wild Horse Horror’
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It sure sounds like it,
Her ancestors, there ancestors, your ancestors, our ancestors and a private dance as well.
Very cool.
Tony
It's my kinda country, been there many times and
love it. I will read the 'Wild Horse Horror' cause
ya know I'm a horsemen. ;)
Georg
Fee
HUGS! SC
Best regards,
Leland
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Christine
Great stories you tell
Rom
Take care,
Sherry
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D