"I speak now of that Grand Canyon which lies within each of us. There are pre-Cambrian rocks at the center, the core, and talus from yesterday’s fall; marble and granite grown hard from the pressure and heat of heartbreak and passion; crumbling sandstone, layer on layer of sediment, sentiment piled on over a lifetime’s experience. The sun bursts on us each morning then dies and we are in darkness, but moon shadows tease our walls. We listen to the pulsating rhythm of time’s river lapping at our shores. The sandy places slide, diffuse, move closer to the sea."
GRAND CANYONS, AZ
hailey + mike