 Southern Arizona is my home. I wander, I drift, and I find my way home. |
 The wild west wind greets me here. She's an old friend of mine. |
 I try to ignore the ugliness of politics that scars the land. |
 And try to focus on the beauty and the obscure. |
 I look down on things and marvel at the beauty that surrounds me. |
 I try to see what others fail to see or grasp. |
 This is the land I love. |
 I can't imagine living anywhere else these days. |
 I live in a unique land. |
 I discovered years ago that the world doesn't have to be somewhere else. |
 It's all how you see it and how you accept it. |