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Grand Canyon of Arizona

by John Lee Higgins

Grim was the deep wild hollow
Where a silver ribbon poured,
Gulping the rocks that follow,
Thundering as it bored.

The temples were massive and red,
The turrets and cupolas pearled;
The olive slopes were curtains spread
Draping under the world.

I looked on the wide swung portals
Of ghost haunted temples below
For a pageant of brilliant immortals
To enter and set them aglow.

The jack pines raised their spires
Out of a sea of sun
Where the forest streaked with reddening fires
Till the earth and the sky were one.

I was thrilled in the mellow moonlight
That heaped the pit to the rim
With a yellow flood as the quivering night
Was stealthily entering in.

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