A thousand lifetimes have passed this way
Footsteps of the Ancients threading their way to the
Rhythm of the Canyon’s breath
Come to this place and you’ll hear
Music of Deer Creek as it tumbles and sparkles
over timeless stone
Rising in roaring crescendo through the chasm it has carved
on its way to join the River
Pause and perhaps you will hear the songs of a thousand Ancients
From another place and time
Lifted on the wings of ravens
soaring through the whispering leaves of Cottonwood trees.
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A thousand lifetimes have passed this way
Footsteps of the Ancients threading their way to the
Rhythm of the Canyon’s breath
Come to this place and you’ll hear
Music of Deer Creek as it tumbles and sparkles
over timeless stone
Rising in roaring crescendo through the chasm it has carved
on its way to join the River
Pause and perhaps you will hear the songs of a thousand Ancients
From another place and time
Lifted on the wings of ravens
soaring through the whispering leaves of Cottonwood trees.