Canyon Song


I entered the silent depths

of this canyon, delicately shrouded

with the memories of my ancestors, dreaming

like spider webs in an empty house

where my soul had fled, dying


My breath the cadence of a desert wind

pulsing cold through the stone

carrying my song, flowing

from the smooth foundations of rock

an aching whisper, mourning

incomplete in its majesty


It stumbled and continued on

a heartbeat missed, a step not danced

her voice, a captivating cry from between

earth and sky, darkness and dawn

joined a divine symphony of stone


Rising so incredibly high, she sang

the pure euphony of the universal puzzle

falling into order, she whispered

secrets—intelligible things

and I followed her, knowing

in her mystery I would rediscover

that lost phrase of my existence

and live.


© S. Kay Nash 2012 All rights reserved.

About S. Kay Nash

S. Kay Nash is a writer, editor, and bibliophile. She lives in Texas with a mad scientist and a peaceful contingent of dogs and cats.
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