Vermillion Cliffs National Monument — Image by kenne
Boots in desert sand,
a hidden canyon opens—
stone shaped into waves.
Hand upon the curve,
motion carved into stillness,
time becomes the tide.
Heat of noon above,
I stand inside the silence,
carried by the earth.
I would never have thought that those rocks lend themselves so well to a b/w rendering, but I think this picture is perfect!
Thank you, Pit.