Lisa Mason
is a Massachusetts native living in beautiful and historic Plymouth with her
fiancé, Dennis. She has been writing poetry for 10 years.
The Canyon
She stands near the edge
of the canyon ledge
and questions distance,
her speck of a body,
and whether this place
is larger than souls.
The canyon has taken her words.
Hikers slowly pass,
walking off regrets
as the sun dips past noon,
and still she stands
waiting to accept
the magnificence
of pastel layers,
the height and depth
of a heaven and hell.
She shoves her map
into the pocket
of her hiking shorts
and waits for her words
to echo back into her mouth.
She cannot swallow.
And she dares not step closer -
not for fear of rock crumbling,
but of acknowledging
that she had looked down.
She backs away and
begins her ascent,
smiling empathically
at other wordless mouths.
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