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When you drive north out of Santa Fe

Look west after you’ve passed Española

Abiquiu will be there on the not too distant horizon

Maybe it will be morning

Or maybe the afternoon

When the storm clouds build this time in the summer

Look closely

And remember that moment

For in that gaze

When you you get home

Look at my painting “Storm Over Abiquiu”

You’ll know me best

The honesty of that painting

That is the essence of me

The me that was and is the grist of my life

Between the sky and earth

That has held me in balance

There caught in the storm clouds

And the rain

Caressing the parched desert

Sweetly and endearingly

There you will always find me

Loving you

Just as the earth loves the rain

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