Behold the rust-winged hawk
That sails on-high,
Over wind-swept grasslands
That sway knee-high,
Below sun-kissed clouds
In eternal blue sky,
Where intrepid lark song
Rouses mind’s eye
And imbues heart with peace—
Drink from the cup of life,
Rejoice, the Divine is nigh.
© Ilija Lukić 2026
When woes and worries reign, I ease heart and mind with reverie about the primal tablelands of the Llano Estacado. I allow fond sips of memories about the beauty and serenity of the arid, wind-swept plain to replenish my cup of life. My cup overflows. I drink deeply and find contentment in the richness of the journey—the abundance of grace that helps me navigate trials and tribulations, as well as savor the overwhelming goodness that permeates my life.
La Copa De La Vida
Staked Plain grasslands north of Clovis NM
Rough-hewn Abundance
Ranchlands near the Running Water Draw north of Clovis NM
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