Looking at all the rocks, which way do you go?
You run up the rocks
You feel the roughness on your hands
You search for a shady spot to sit
You look up, you see the shadow of the lizard’s mouth
The lizard entreats you to come
You know it is your destination
You scramble to the lizard
He invites you to sit
You feel the power of the lizard and what it has shared to everyone
You spread your arms, the wind takes your body up
You feel like you’re flying
The lizard tells you stories from the past
It shares it’s secrets of the canyon
You walk back, the lizard says good bye
You have a duty, stories to share, a canyon to care for.