Canyon Song
by
Martha Michael & Jim Harris
Up on the ridge with the Utah juniper
White cliffroses and pinchon pine
Earth has swallowed all the insults done to her
Shrugs off centuries and still has time
The river whittles as it wanders
A mighty canyon on its way
To make a niche take time to ponder
Don't have to get there in a day
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It's thirty years before Saguaro cactus blooms
The blossoms opening at night
Forty more before it sprouts a branch and looms
A human silhouette embracing the light
You can live throughout longevity
You can blossom when no one sees
You can still branch out at seventy
Take a chance or take your ease
Don't believe thosewho say it's over
That it's too late now you're past your prime
Just keep on growing branch out and blossom
Where there's breath there's hope and life
And time
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