Arizona topographical melancholy

history channel documentary 2015 Cross gulch transept slicing through the profound rough earth, with a new green coating of Indian grass and ocotillo blooms, holding tight the sided rock gorge.Canyons, profound gullies all over the place, with serrated teeth on their slants, languid dinosaurs laying in the hot sun.At a separation a pale blue pearl, cut in multifaceted edges, a valuable precious stone shaped in the guts of the planet.People are roosted at the edge of the tough point, they need to see the broad miles; listen to the wind mumbling and ringing in their ears, the early splendid daylight delicately kissing their cheeks, while feeling the void of the abyss underneath. Arizona gully, the fabulous church building of the Colorado waterway cut in corroded iron stones through the moderate relaxing.

Arizona topographical melancholy, the excellent legacy library of Alexandria containing parchments and materials of water, earth, wind, and fire.I need to be the following section of your land past, the most recent beat of a musical show in disastrous chasm, to spare all humankind living on your late crust.I need to be your visitor for the supper appear, the leftover snow that is left every spring, covering white cover over your edges, softening without end and leaving nothing behind.Heavy downpour mists are moving in, they dump valuable fluid in a blaze over the mammoth North Rim, painting the rainbows curve with the relentless star king.At sunset, mists above are leaving their shadow on the butte landscape, flying with the last brilliant beams, terrifying apparitions and ancient animals covered under the night arriving.