Does the fire still burn bright
Of your dreams you hold tight?We raced with the wind
Our horses thundering beats send
Sharing the hunt, you in the lead
Our quarries blood does yet bleed
Are you still there my Navajo friend?
Can we still share my Navajo friend?
To you and you alone I have testified
I will always remember how two men cried. Over camp fires and crickets
And in the end I know
You always were my Navajo friend
Are you still there…
Does your heart still have a care?
When at my lowest you were there
And at my highest you stood clear
Of a better life, or one distant
Haunts us this day constant
Your spirit soars as does mine
At times an eagle lost in time
Show me more of your magic
Of natures glory sometimes tragic
I long for the day we can ride again
Thru fields of clover and a misty rain
A simpler way lies ahead
I hope you’re there with me
With dressings on our heads
For all to see, my Navajo friend and me.
© BAS …:}…5/6/06
At times an eagle lost in time
Show me more of your magic
Of natures glory sometimes tragic
I long for the day we can ride again
Thru fields of clover and a misty rain
A simpler way lies ahead
I hope you’re there with me
With dressings on our heads
For all to see, my Navajo friend and me.
© BAS …:}…5/6/06
Pics & Reflections 5/7/2023. 6AM EST
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