I am sitting on a precipice
looking at an expanse,
that blows the mind;
where shadows play among the colors and bold shapes transform
in a blink of the eye.
A seemingly small trickle of water
glides along undeterred,
carving it's own way.

Birds fly like they are painting on canvas
while the wind blows it dry.
The occasional caw and howl,
mix with a harmonious blend of sound, surround and comfort the senses;
all while I sit here,
on canyon edge,
overwhelmed by the marvels of it all.