Come with me to the high land,
To the hot desert beside
The brooding mountains,
Deeply engrossed in thoughts
Beyond the understanding of mortals,
For they have lived so long,
Above the burning desert
With its dead secrets,
Have seen so much pass,
Becoming history
That only they remember...
Come with me and
Listen silently with respect
To their unspoken tales.
Donovan Baldwin
My photograph of the Superstition Mountains, Arizona.
