NOON ON THE MESA
Day grows long
and bright with sunlight.
The sheep eat their way
to the rain lakes
under the willows.
Little rivers run through the tall grass
and hide away in the rushes.
I see a line of scattered clouds
across the sky.
Sun-Bearer rests
on his way
to the House of Turquoise Woman
in the Western Waters.
It is the middle-time of day.