sedona love poem

goodbye, blazing red rocks
drenched in golden, buttery light
I watch as the sun embraces you seductively
then kisses you gently
as he fades away behind chimney rock
I drink in your dazzling display
from the stupa, at the foot of thunder mountain
a place of power and pure intention
walking this sacred land which will always be honored
by the blessings of the centuries

goodbye, faded red rocks
still powerful and breathtaking
as you prepare to greet
the cobalt veils that slowly descend
obscuring my path until the darkness of the sky
and the land are one
your mysterious sister moon rises
and the celestial fireflies begin to dot the sky
then crowd together
joining her silvery wake
and together they shimmer and glow

goodbye, quiet red rocks
firmament obscured by clouds
you are cloaked in darkness
yet your presence is even stronger
gentle giantess, sleeping lioness
your strength envelops me
and transcends my ordinary thought

alone in the darkness of solid and unmoving monoliths
supporting the ceiling of silver glitter
the energy of the rocks pulses through my being
and the stars appear to move
as they come closer into focus

goodbye, somber red rocks
bathed in first light, you emerge from the shadows
still wrapped in your grey blanket
your ordinary appearance
masking the brilliance you will soon display
as you shake off the sleep of the night

goodbye, painted red rocks
the morning caress of the sun dances across
and wipes away all traces of darkness
and you grin, unable to contain
your vibrance and allure
you reveal yourself with delight
to awestruck visitors who come from dull bleak lives
and are shaken awake by your crimson hues
to jaded residents, who no longer see you as anything but
a way to define the haves and have nots

have I had my last look at you
wreathed in foggy tendrils of clouds
shiny and rain-slicked, rusty patina’d
or sprinkled with powdered sugar
at first snowfall?

the excitement of first glance
as I catch a glimpse of you
returning home from a long journey back east
or a day’s sojurn to flagstaff or jerome
has never dimmed – all these years
even as I bathed in the green valleys and forests
and rolling hills of my origin
it was you that I called home
and to whom I would return

goodbye, sublime red rocks
as you transform in ways blatant and subtle
whether we embrace change or resist it
we are no match for the spell you cast

sedona love poem

daramita

Poolesville, United States

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Sedona, Arizona is not just a place – it is a living, breathing entity that inspires countless visitors and residents with her beauty.

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