Take me to the desert
with mountains at our side,
walk with me in shadows,
let nature be our guide
We’ll stroll amongst the cacti,
pay homage to the quails;
take me to the desert
help me gather tales
The seasons are passing,
we’re running out of time;
take me to the desert
to heal this heart of mine.
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By the time you read this, Ric and I will be on the road, headed south. Texas and Arizona proved to be places of healing for me last year, and I hope that this journey will continue that process.