Oh how I love New Mexico! The sky there is so close to the ground, it feels like you could step into the blue. Here is a poem about the Rio Grande Gorge, just outside Taos, New Mexico.
Rio Grande Gorge
by Julie Sumner
The warm earthen mirror of the Taos plain
Cracks under the burden
Of the sky’s endless reflection,
The rift of broken cocoa cliffs–
Fractured as any cut left by a chard of glass–
Its only salve a green ribbon of river,
Whose slight sliver of water bears
In its moment-to-moment movement
The occasional perfection
Of the still endless sky’s reflection.