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Grand Canyon In Color

Grand Canyon In Color

Of the many-colored days, Rose yellow evenings, Red mornings and the hours When all the hills Are low and round like grapes Amber and purple-juiced, And the leaf-colored earth Pulses with light like sap. Now I know where they go, Touching Sandia, Jemez, and San Francisco Peaks, Wing and wing to the west. They are on their way to the Grand Cañon. There they lie, overlapping In motionless unreality. All the dim blue dawns, The lost twilights, hyacinth-hued, Cuddle down in the cleft, Old as the world And all it's many-colored days. The Grand Cañon by Mary Austin

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One final paragraph of advice: do not burn yourselves out. Be as I am - a reluctant enthusiast....a part-time crusader, a half-hearted fanatic. Save the other half of yourselves and your lives for pleasure and adventure. It is not enough to fight for the land; it is even more important to enjoy it. While you can. While it’s still here. So get out there and hunt and fish and mess around with your friends, ramble out yonder and explore the forests, climb the mountains, bag the peaks, run the rivers, breathe deep of that yet sweet and lucid air, sit quietly for a while and contemplate the precious stillness, the lovely, mysterious, and awesome space. Enjoy yourselves, keep your brain in your head and your head firmly attached to the body, the body active and alive, and I promise you this much; I promise you this one sweet victory over our enemies, over those desk-bound men and women with their hearts in a safe deposit box, and their eyes hypnotized by desk calculators. I promise you this; You will outlive the bastards.

― Edward Abbey
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