The Canyon

I Hear

The naturist calls calling for me.

The rocky side of the path crinkling and crackling.

The sound of the wind swishing and swaying.

I See

The deadly canyon view.

The squirrels looking for food to feed on.

The flash of brown feathers falling from the sky.

I Feel.

The canyon rocks jumping like frogs to hit my legs.

The red hot boiling sand that looks like fire burning my hands.

The refreshment of the air cooling me down.

I Want

To not leave this amazing canyon full of excitement.

To see more then i can possiblie can see.

To see animals return to this canyon.

I Wonder

How the knowledgeable canyon was formed.

How can animals move in the sand of fire.

Why would you want to leave.