‘Nesotaieux’* Sentinel in the western sky You tower above the plain A muse for dawning light A throne for setting sun Nesotaieux, guide me From the barren plains To the valleys at your feet For I seek shelter there Veiled in clouds or bathed in sun Your granite face cracked and furrowed The aeons have carved you with ice You are the pinnacle of this range From an unknown hilltop I gaze to the west longingly Your silhouette graces the sky As the sun sets on Colorado   *Arapaho name for Long’s Peak and Mount Meeker, meaning two guides  Read More