The Cliffs are Alive: A Poem

The Cliffs are Alive

The Cliffs are alive.

They whisper, They sing.

They proclaim Their story,

And it howls in the wind.

The desert lands listen

To the words in the dust.

For the Cliffs in the sky

Inspire the dry earth’s lust.

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