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Poetry Travel

The Petrified Sand Dunes of St. George

 {Snow Canyon}

 

Small World

.

We walk like tourists 

 in our soft shoes 

scuffing the earth 

with or eyes 

we listen to colors 

watch rainbows and forests 

blow over with the storm 

of a flickering candle.

 

 

 

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