Red Dust
Red dust on my socks
brings back visions of rocks
the likes of which I've
never seen before.
I'm back on the trails
taking in the details
of the formations
all around me.
They change with the light.
What a fascinating sight.
Glow in the sun and
darken in shadow.
I wish I was there,
but no need to despair.
I conjure them up from
the red dust on my socks.
Have you or do you plan to take a vacation to someplace new this year?
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