Southwest of Sedona

Baked mountains encrusted with a kiss of many suns. Dry air moans on melted shards of desert rock. Blistered lips sealed tighter with the dryness of every swallow. Stifling parched steps yielding this sundered land of our ancestors footprints. Forever silenced whispers of discoveries not yet heard through cracked wisps of branched tumbleweeds. Blowing, touching, caught in the arms of an unforgiving cactus. Sentenced to look on as others tumble by, their destiny unknown to only themselves...