Towers of rock so tall of every shape
Towering high so regal~
Pointing up into the sky
Some higher than the eagle~
Even flowers on them one can see
One wonders simply how~
Ever so far above the ground
The things nature does allow~
Every shade of sandstone beauty
The browns and yellows and even blues~
Rocky edges sharp and long
Towering into the clouds and through~
Pillows of magestic spender
Calved alone by natures hand~
Simply spiraling into the sky
Ever sublime and ever so grand~
I felt man had never mounted them
I felt that there could be no way~
As they stood and pointed up towards the sky
Looking up one imagined that they sway~
But sway they never would or could
These towering rocks so tall in splender~
I'd have loved to see them a million years ago
In their earlier day of beauty to surrender~
Those sculptured sandstone towers
Many generations in their time have died~
Having myself feel so very small
As they towered up towards the sky~
Takes ones mind back into time
To a place I've never been~
What this place looked like away back then
How I'd loved to then have seen~
Colors man could never paint
In rock forms of natures glory~
How little we know of earth we love so
I'd give anything to hear it's story~
Beauty beyond the spoken word
For it could never do justice to explain~
The grandest natural sights to be seen
Calved by Gods , nature , wind and rain~