Riding Through New Mexico

The world felt like we were standing still
Looking out our windshield at the dry, hot desert in New Mexico.
Barren landscapes, and far away beautiful mesas help me imagine
What it was like in the days of old.
How the first settlers made it through;
Or better yet, our Native Americans, the Navajo, Apache, or maybe Sioux.

Wondering now makes me think of how it was back then;
With many of their stories never told.
Celebrating and dancing with big gatherings at night around a big fire all aglow;
In these same lands, I can almost hear the chants and smell the smoke.
After their great hunts in beautiful magnificent plateaus;
These vivid thoughts evoke.

Robert Collazo, Jr., 7/7/11