Layers of color sparkle in the sun,
Textures and shapes as far as the eye can see,
Depth and lightness marry in breathtaking beauty.
Pinon pines cling to walls, reach impossibly for the sun,
Clouds move and shift in a blue sky,
Ravens swoop and call on the breeze,
Ribbon of river runs far below.
There is more here than can be described with words.
Pictures only hint at the grandeur.
One must stand still before it,
And let their eyes drink deeply of the magic that is the Grand Canyon.