GRAND CANYON
A canyon so vast-It doesn't seem to have
A begining or ending.
How can one grasp
What it's like to stand
Looking North, East,
South, West, into Eternity.
Attuned to nature,
Aware that I'm just a speck,
Like a sand particle, empty
Of mind and powerless-
This canyon humbled me.
Showed me that its
Brownbaked walls will
Outlast me. Millions
Of years before I was born
Millions of years after I'm gone,
These dry sandstone cliffs
Will Live on,
Forgetting me.
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