Climbing the slope is awkward

trying not to fall

determined to reach the top

to observe the view with awe

Reaching the top

observing a lineament in the rock

such beautiful colors

like the tail of a peacock

The epitome of grandeur

enough to speak to the heart

so much to take in

perfect art

Taking a breath

the wind begins to blow

whistling through the crevices

adding music to the show

Rain shower begins

dew against the stone

small rocks shimmer

no one is alone

The showers stop

a colorful bright rainbow appears

time to climb down

sunset is near

Feeling calm

ready to sleep

thankful for God’s grace

and for my soul’s peace to keep