THE STORY OF "SANDS OF TIME"
What is it about the wild lands of the West that make them such a timeless theater? Walk deep into the heart of Antelope Canyon, and you will experience an unrivaled sense of ever-ness. The heavenly worlds hidden between these collections of wind-worn, twisted rock are a genuine terra incognita, a marvel where such mundane concepts as time lose their meaning amid beauty of a thousand forms.
Alone in my eternity, with the light of passion burning brightly in my eyes, I wander through this surreal sandstone wilderness, the polished walls winding off into a never-never-land, a delirium of bliss. I remember what John Muir said after one of his many ventures through the wild lands of the West: Other experiences seemed but to have prepared me for this, as souls are prepared for heaven.
I watch, enthralled, as the red sand pours steadily over the edge of the naked rim, like a waterless waterfall (ah, Abbey), constant as an hourglass. This, right here, is time immemorial.
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