From red desert cliffs, 

broad-winged raven swoops

above juniper and stone.

Along dusty trail, over hot concrete,

striped lizards dash,

quick and anxious.

Fears, doubts, insecurities,

they cross-hatch your path just the same.

Step aside.

Raven will drop in and

snatch them with open black beak,

if you remember

to allow him his full scavenging flight.