Utah Journey

I find my bearings Through the compass of my soul. I look for the sign of the ages In the ancient Bristlecone pines. I straighten my path In the maze of the deep Canyons. And find my cup of spiritual thirst fulfilled At the far end of the mystical Rainbow Bridge. The color of my sun-stained skin Is the unending flow of Red-Rock in my veins. I dance and sing With the Big Mountains-Little Brother; All along the great Escalante way. The coming light Gives glow to the darkest night... As surely as eternity Gives glow to this desert journey. people may ask what it is that I like about the southwest desert so; I would need reply with all honesty: 'Nowhere else in all the world I have been makes my heart come so alive.' - Smoky Hoss.