Before the Sky Grows Dark
Massive white clouds bank against the mountains while a blue gray blanket spreads over the sea. Nootka roses bloom as the camas wilt and fade.
Massive white clouds bank against the mountains while a blue gray blanket spreads over the sea. Nootka roses bloom as the camas wilt and fade.
You won’t find me in those old haunts, the cobblestone streets above the river where metal bridges and railroad tracks lead to the iron bound
In first light the clouded skies lift, sun burning through to warm and awaken. Quiet lies upon the land with the sound of birds and
We are an old people, among the first the stories say, who walked the land when fresh with the Creator’s touch. Though scarred with years