Lightning Ridge

This jade river roils into the heartbeat of your weather beaten canyon wetting the wonderment of a restless rebel searching for a lost song yet to be sung, an ancient wisdom winds through the young temperature of your rain forged temple perfume of broken sandstone stirs secrets unstolen by Time while a graveyard of unbroken yet dormant trees yields an invisible fruit of forgotten fates a knowledge quiet on the edge of eternity, yes, there are bones here, bones that speak of the stars... J.A.B. 2021