The View from Observation Point

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Observation Point

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Faces of the sand dunes cry

ancient storms cemented rock into sandstone

the sky opens between the canyon walls

this temple of eternity.

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The rock wears away

the constant feet making a deep sand path

there is a blooming cactus

a burning smell of rosemary.

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Then, all of a sudden, you step into the sky

so blue

such an uninterrupted horizon of canyon edges

the sheer cliff face

other worn rock where the river lulled around

our hollowed steps

the raised scars of Cocino Rock embedded

in soft sandstone.

One cannot tire of such majesty.

 

 

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