He was very young when the crown became his and he wore it well. Alone in the desert he let the sage, the sun and the stones inform his thoughts and he danced upon the earth while the blue blue sky bathed him in its clarity. His rule was long and through it all he honored Mother Earth and shared her simplicty and wisdom with those in whom his guardianship was trusted. When he died his body was taken to the highest rocks and burned; those same rocks upon which he had so often danced and played. When you visit the desert late in the day you can see his ashes still dancing there amongst the sands and the sage, awash in the glow of the setting sun in the western sky. This is the land that he loved and that will keep him safe along his way.