Again, I have to open with the caveat that these pictures cannot capture the grandeur, the panorama and the array of colors, textures and light play that fill the Grand Canyon. nor can they fully expose the depth and breadth of the canyon as it sweeps across the horizon. I have seen pictures of this place all my life... I was, nevertheless, stunned by it when I finally saw it in person. Again, in no particular order... Notice the white dot in the middle of the picture... that's a helicopter... at full zoom!
Welcome to my haven. This is where my heart lingers, where my soul comes to worship. Some days the muse will sing softly, but other days you will hear only the peace of the forest, the silence of the slow moving water and the quiet of the wind dancing through the leaves. You’re welcome to enter, but remember that this is a secret place, a private place. Your hopes, prayers, sorrows and joys may find an echo here. But if they choose to linger when you leave... well, this is the haven of a Dryad, after all.
A prayer, a poem, a wistful dream, the hope that will always live and the faith that will never die. The secret kept, the laughter shared, the friendship treasured and the love remembered.
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