Ode To Red Rocks Poem by Alexander Thomas

Ode To Red Rocks



Through golden pillars,
Over silver-threaded carpets,
Sat upon thrones wrought from the Earth,
Bathed in the glow of fire on nature's holy altar.

Memories like spirits rise and dance from embers,
The wind sings as a chorus of angels with an eternal breath,
Time washed forever incandescent,
For man is just a weary star in this temple of heaven.

Wednesday, February 19, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: nature,religion
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