on canyon walls, red shadows of ancient ancestors—I take your hand
Issue 16.2 | 26 September 2016
Generation of thought, Miriam, nifty_!
__ A little to the side, I envision a sunset reflecting its shimmering redness from an unmentioned stream… upward to a canyon wall. _m
reflects to this granite cliff
We felt that too–it was comforting, and a little haunting– the connection was everything.
The vastness of the universe is overwhelming. Sometimes it's good to have a hand close by.
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