Deserts Of New Mexic0
Sandstorm churning in my mind tonight,
driven by the wind of change.
And I know… it’s not that easy.
Drove a million miles and it is all the same,
spinning through the circles of my mind.
And it’s cold… it’s not that easy.
But there’s a feeling unlike any other thing I know -
on the deserts of New Mexico,
I see forever but it’s not… not as far as I can see.
Yeah, there’s a feeling unlike any other thing I know -
on the deserts of New Mexico.
I see forever but it’s not… not as far as I can see.
Sandstorm churning in my mind tonight,
thunder rolling out across the plain.
And I know… it’s not that easy.
Felt it wash away as all the rain came down,
wash away the memories from my mind.
Let it flow… it’s not that easy.
Cuz there’s a feeling unlike any other thing I know -
on the deserts of New Mexico
I see forever but it’s not… not as far as I can see.
Yeah, there’s a feeling unlike any other thing I know -
on the deserts of New Mexico
I see forever but it’s not… not as far as I can see.
I see forever but it’s not… not as far as I can see.
Hélène
Wed 19th Feb 2025 07:54
Gorgeous poem Jeff. The twirling mind intertwined with the expansive New Mexico lands. Wow. (In New Mexico mountains, it feels like you can touch the sky.)