Unto the evening
Of reds and purple
Skies of the desert
On fire with evening light
Descending
The longer the shadow cast
Brings in the evening air
Cool and crisp as the
Desert night
Cold upon the relinquished light
Take me to the desert near the
Camelback trail
The world at large
Could only bring this beauty
Upon my eyes to see
The light of the desert morning
Crisp in it’s falls ease
Upon the praying monk rock
Where the eye sees
Over the edge of Camelback and through
The evening red
The patient await
Tomorrow’s other fate
Upon the rock of consistency
There is a line of our hearts
Direct to the sky
Upon this line
We must hold hope
Of another desert night
A Cup of Songwriting 