Ethereal celestial land
Of red rock mountains
Vermilion on the plains
Of Arizona's forehead
You have me seduced
Charmed and bewitched
With the golden sun
Rising and sinking
In your curvaceous folds
Like a lover in eternal thrall
Your hills are a pantheon
Of unfinished visages
Of Gods no one knows
Sculpted perhaps
By wandering aliens
Who left on some emergent errand
Across infinite galactic spans
To return some day with chisels in hand
While the clouds and winds
Bathe and wipe the gods
With unflinching devotion
Every turn of the seasons
While the humming birds
Hover and sing their praise
Beating their wings prostrate
Over paloverdes below
Their boughs all yellow
In silent veneration
While alders, ashes and sycamores
Stand motionless
Peering their ears
Yearning for the staccato
Of ancient horse-hooves
Of Apache Indians
Speeding down the slopes
For friendly rendezvous
With their ever-loving spirits
While a lonely desert quail
Unseen in a bush
Pours out her heart
Dissolving at dusk
Calling the ancient artisans to work
Sedona
You have me seduced
You are the land of gods
None other on earth can surpass
The beauty of your mounts
Oh aliens, whoever you are
Come back to this blissful land
And chisel out our future gods
What an amazing write....! I have seen pictures of this carved red rocks! But by reading your poem, I feel I have made a trip to this ethereal land of beauty and serenity! Your hills are a pantheon Of unfinished visages Of Gods no one knows Sculpted perhaps By wandering aliens Who left on some emergent errand Across infinite galactic spans To return some day with chisels in hand............ Wonderful imagination!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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