Majeed Hallaj // THE GRAND CANYON

Rusty red, yearning yellow, baffling brown.

Stacked like pages,

Each sedimentary page tells a story.


As I gawk down from this vast cliff –

This ancient, venerable structure –

All my years of existence are put into perspective.

I stand there, a speck on this gargantuan rock,

A parasite upon immortal time.


My senses are heightened.

I feel the crisp, yet gentle breeze course through my hair.

Although chilled by the arctic air, a gracious awareness overcomes me.

Silence, stillness, secrecy lull me into a boundless pacification.

I stare at this profound abyss that spans deeper than the mind;

And it stares back.