A step toward cliffs edge;

Downward falls rock and sand,

Bouncing, ricocheting off stone walls,

Shear and treacherous in route to their destiny.

Equilibrium falters on unsure footing,

Perched high above circling birds,

An unnatural scene for man.

Carved by wind and water

Otherworldly vastness astounds.

Its artist appears a distant ribbon of green-blue

Winding mesas and chasms ,

Ever chiseling to greater and greater depths,

Slow, deliberate, unnoticed by all but the creator.

Revealing what is evident to all but fools;

How abruptly the human spirit can be dashed,

Minimizing our self-aggrandizing achievements.

What feat of man could compare?

We are but amateurs

Crawling in hopes to walk,

Attempting to master the unmasterable,

Devastating perfection, striving to control.

Can we not just appreciate the grandeur,

The depth and breadth of this– Grand Canyon.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~