I have traveled many places, inhaled the scents of different countries, dazed upon the most beautiful beaches in this world but the one constant memory of my most cherished day lives in the canyons of beautiful Bryce. I remember the depth of breath I took upon arriving to this magical land. Like the peels of blood orange, the vibrant shades of red stone rushed like wind through me, rewarding me with a feeling I've never felt before or again, in all my travels. I stood upon a cliff, tall and in sweet awe as the wind danced wildly with my hair. My finger tips slightly spread as if I were wishing to hold onto this moment forever. Oh how the warm dessert breeze spun around me like honey glaze and the sun, how it set fire to such a hot summer day. And so I walked, moved slowly, aimlessly through this mysterious place, taking in every inch of exquisite forms of chiseled stone around me. The coral dust floating in a dream, like a dream, oh where will this trail take me. Everything was bright, the suns shine sang with passion and the drops of water from my pack, I treasured like gold. For the heat began to rise and I began to drift and fade like a faint mirage. I continued walking, the great affair is to move. The sweat began to roll down my bare back the beat of my heart pound like drums, never have I felt more alive. And at the peak of my edge, I became limitless, pushing every part of my body and mind to conquer this fantasy of wonder. Then suddenly, just as I almost stopped, I noticed from a distance a small tree which stood alone on a high hill of this canyon. The warmth rose from the cracked grounds and encouraged me to move quicker, to find magic in movement, I wanted nothing more than to breathe softly. To simply feel. I finally reached this lovely tree. I sat under its branches and felt the energy embrace me. I took the deepest sigh I have ever taken and never have I appreciated shade more than that perfect moment, for the beauty of the journey led me to know the luxury of rest. Then and there, I fell in love with life.
Bryce Canyon, Utah
Travels from July 2009
