The world of the road, the concerts, the recordings. The world that is now his home, the prospect of seeing the face of a Navajo child lit by love and faith and wonder. And it's there, hundreds of miles west of Nashville, that sunset's coolness settles over the desert floor. The sky dims to cobalt blue, deep purple, jet black, stabbed by a million suns. A vast, dark sky bleeding light.
Constellations slowly cartwheel across the night sky.
Moonlight paints the sage and desert floor in shades of blue. Shooting stars arc above, tearing the fabric of space. Joy is flying overhead.