In The Presence Of The Ancients by Gail & Robert Anderson
These are not places you hurry to . . . Some unseen, unheard unspoken sense Slows you down. Often there is a small stream, a bare trickle, As though it has exhausted itself from its main task of Carving these canyons, smoothing the rock walls To prepare them as palettes for the ancients. You stand, … Continue reading In The Presence Of The Ancients by Gail & Robert Anderson