Dedication
To my wife Tasha, through all of the good and all of the bad.
I love you.
Mojave Views
The crescent moon is low, smiling on the desert night.
Silhouettes of mountains parade in the distance.
The calm of night awaits.
The oppression of the sun is gone for now, letting the earth cool.
She is on my mind.
Every grain of Mojave sand has an identity.
God placed it in its place, so even when the wind blows it away it lands in Gods predetermined place.
Destiny
I am that grain and you are Gods destination, I will live in our love and parade it like the mountains.