From the glorious peak, my dreams bleed down the slope
in a rush that stains the bold rugged crevices,
and as they descend, they turn to argent
contrasting with the stark profile of heroic mesas.
The wilderness of my spirit is eternally sculpted by the light,
which kindles the giants of the desert.
When the sun flickers,
turning rocks from red to blue,
I am embraced by the ecstatic revelation
of the Splendid Gorge.