Ancient Land
Infused with wisdom Organic and pure The waters run through Sediment and sand The air fills our lungs Where the mountains stand For centuries Broken by clenched fists Caressed by gentle hands Destroyers or defenders Of this ancient land
Tag: red rocks
Mother Earth
A timeless symbol Formed in ancient rock Speaks in a language Modern time cannot Stripped of circumstance Raw and bare Mother Earth gives us Her heart to share
Sedona
Red meets blue As rock merges with sky Through a stray cloud Black ravens fly Effortlessly Floating on clean air That expands lungs As it renews and repairs Weary souls who search For the meaning of life Will find themselves blessed By this land of delight Calm, yet invigorating Time seems to stop Between the… Read More Sedona
Jessica M. Collette 
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