In the path of the Superstitions
gazing in awe at this magnificent marvel
the variegated hues haunt ones soul.
Ever-changing from gold to pink to purple
depending upon moods of atmosphere
makes everything worthwhile
no matter what path is chosen.
In the past a search for Treasure
along the Apache Trail
contending with Indians
in a struggle for supremacy.
A future intertwined with mass housing
struggling against boring uniformity.
Instinctively saving the saguaros
and some open space for the wildlife.
Enjoy the present!
Savor the beauty in all its uniqueness
because this moment is short
in the path of the Superstitions.
© 2003 by Rosemary Winters Tracey