Valley of Fire

Away from all the noise
In the stillness of the air
You can still imagine beings
Who once walked and ruled there

Displaying the earth's magnificence
A tremendous coloured land
Of power, grace and beauty
All carved from rock and sand

Visiting was a privilege
Walking there a gift
Of soul and prayer and rememberance
A momentous ancestral lift

Thank you for the brilliance
Of unending natural change
The creation of a bastion
Far beyond our meager range



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YUL-LAS

Lights! Lights! Lights!
Pushing away the nights! Nights! Nights!
Leading us on a chase! Chase! Chase!
Of that elusive triple ace! Ace! Ace!
But make sure you don't fall! Fall! Fall!
For Lady Luck's siren's call! Call! Call!

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Spirit walk

If rocks could talk what stories they'd tell
Of water, movement & the spirits they knew so well
The ancient traces of their strength
Enduring through this awesome length
Shattering the nearby vanity
Of those who look but do not see
Maybe one day we'll stop and feel
How so much more than this is what's truly real


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Red path

Reds, greens and shades of grey
Blues, yellows stretching a long, long way
A well-used path for newer feet
A spirit guide waiting for you to meet
The call above speaks to your soul
As the eons clash making you whole


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Temporary Absence

For anyone reading...

I'll be away for the next few days (until Monday). As I'm not sure what kind of coverage I'll have, I'm not sure if I'll be able to keep posting while I'm gone. However, I will most certainly try! Rest assured (for those who care), that I'll be writing while I'm there and I'll post them all when I get back!

Cheerio!

Break!

Heading out along the trail
No end in sight, we cannot fail
Our minds bereft of work and need
The only though left for us to feed
Is time to lounge, relax & unwind
For our inner peace we came to find

Trouble shooting

Okay. Step back and take a breath
The only thing happening is we're out of our depth
No longer sure of each step we had to look away
To feel along the edges and hope to have our say

Relativity

Crisis is a relative term
Used for death & bad perms
But overall we tend to see
Life's true gravity

Anticipation

Oh the anticipation that once used to be
It's sad not knowing your sweet anxiety
Now the days fly by and never do I feel
That if it was that day, it would be more real
Gone the rush of fun, of waiting and excitement
Of knowing that the wait would not bring disappointment
But that's reserved for youth, the nectar of the new
Since with each first expression those remaining are but few

Mall

Drop those coins they don't mean a thing
They won't make you smile like that brand new bling
Shop, shop, shop until you drop
And then cry and cry when you can't stop

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