Zion
by Austin Jepson
Arising from the desert floor
Are sandstone giants
Watching over virgin valleys.
Colors of red and white and green
Most shimmer in the light
Of sweltering heat.
At daybreak, the shadows are long
But sun’s rays kiss the rising guards
And their faces blush red.
Their wind-carved skin is lined
With evidence of storms.
And still they stand.
No sword or gun will deter the sentinels
Of sand and brush and sacred ground
To those that toil at their feet.
Though man blasts tunnels through their bowels,
None will ever surrender
The posts assigned to them by God.
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Kimberly Jepson says
July 17, 2016 at 10:53 pmI am in wonder at the beautiful picturesque writings you create Austin. You are a beautiful soul.
Bonita Klingler says
July 18, 2016 at 7:17 amAnother masterpiece!