Sand, slit, clay dancing
within spires and pinnacles
a beauty hidden
until warmed by the sun.
Lush praires awakening
the sky and rock
with her eloquence
as she sustains her mammal guests
nearby.
Time stands still
as I partake
in your illustrious land.
‘A beauty hidden until warmed by the sun’ – I love that line. Lovely pictures. The small one with the mountain is gorgeous.
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Thank you!!
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