Red Rocks

Shimmers of memory

Long before memory

Visions and echoes here

Long, long ago

Someone is singing here

At the edge of my hearing

Shadows are moving

At the edge of my eye

Others have walked this place

Others have wandered here

Left us their dreams

Long, long ago

Time before present time

Place before this place

They left their echoes here

Left us their blessing

Here in the rocks around

Under this sky

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