Plunked down
And anchored
In a landscape
Buffeted by winds
Battered by waves
The land and flora
Shaped, shattered,
Broken and splintered
In a landscape
Buffeted by winds
Battered by waves
The land and flora
Shaped, shattered,
Broken and splintered
The sandstone
Began to rise
Some 200 million
Years ago
Leaving the water to carve
An infant, a toddler
The geological child
Of a mother, Earth, 4 billion years old
Time, and Nature
In harmony
With twists and turns
I’m never sure
Just where
The road takes me
I rise
Bring my didjeridu
To some beautiful place
And serenade the dawn
And so it begins
I love a sky
Unobstructed
Cloud-filled and a little ornery
“It’s shaking me to bits!” the middle sister garbled, her tongue flapping against her lips.
“Quit your complaining!” croaked the eldest. “Would you two malcontents rather walk in this foul heat?”
The Colorado
Takes a pause
Between a hundred million days