Sunday, November 23, 2008

Zion




These monolith towers and pinnacles high
They send me to ages back, before time,
The days of mythology.
A stage of rising Titans, destroying and eroding all away.
I float down this surreal path,
Washing into its winding depths,
Sharing in its carving and shape,
Into my helmet I hear a whispering breeze:

"My God, my God."

1 comment:

  1. Wooowwww. See why I always wanted us to go up there together? Jeez, it's amazing. Did you write that or find it somewhere? It's beautiful.

    Ride safe, lovely dovely. Come back soon.

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