Interior Canyons Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Interior Canyons



Incessant rhythms following and take me into interior
canyons, listening to echoes of the wild animals that
are living within them.

Looking up the sides at walls climbing to the skies,
sun shining against them, reflecting the crystals that
have formed in their depths.

Sunday, November 16, 2014
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