We walk hand in hand,
Through the ancient forest;
Ferns. Fallen trees left to decay
Redwoods towering above, creating a grid for the sunlight.
We walk in silence;
No words need to be spoken.
The ecstasy of the woods- the life and death-
Siva dancing the universe into existence.
The Destroyer, The Creator
Juxtaposed and present in one.
We walk hand in hand
The connection of our souls;
The connection that binds us to the forest.
From ashes to ashes.
We were once one with the forest
We will be again one with the forest.
We feel that connection now-
The stirring in our souls from that
Primeval Dawn- The Dream Time,
We walk hand in hand.
We approach the know
We climb high and higher until
We reach the apex.
Suddenly, the Panorama.
A monument to the glory of nature,
A testament to the achievement of man
Man and nature, together creating
A spectacle of Gargantuan proportions.
We too, are a monument to the
Glory of nature and man's achievement.
We feel the connection with this
Spectacle.
We know the connection of our
Souls.
We walk hand in hand.
- Randy Allgaier 1988