Ley of the Land I

Red Rock High

Mourning Doves call in the distance. Red Rocks spiral to the sky. Flowers open their petals like a page in the Sedona Sun. The Book of Nature should be read by everyone. Ancient voices echo in canyons once deserted. Now filled with trophies of modern man. Walk softly on this Sacred Soil. Listen deeply for the songs of the past are still here. Open your eyes to the magnificent wonders and one can realize the secret cavern of healing in one's soul. The emtpy places in your Self that also has been forgotten. Red Rocks coming Home.