Ten Thousand Faces

of the ancient wind-talkers

Photo by Scott Osborn on Unsplash

Sand-blasted,

water-carved

earth-hewn warriors in

navajo canyons.

Wind-talkers stand vigil,

silent during visiting hours,

stoic before cameras

and tour-guides.

Eyes invisible,

mouths tight-lipped,

until full-moon midnight

when wind whistles,

flash floods flow,

they explode

drowning the canyons in

ancient song and dance.

I see faces and faces in the rocks of “antelope” canyon, or as the Navajo call it, Tsé bighánílíní, ‘the place where water runs through rocks.’

Unquestionably an ancient, mystical place.