Windmind waves

by Larry Chamberlin   Jul 5, 2019




Standing higher on the pyramid
than officially allowed, yet ignored;
look out to the desert waste
leaning back to the massive blocks;
sun-warmed strength soaks through
binding my bones to the upright wall.

It may be imagination that vibrations
barely perceptible emanate from
stone three millenniums in this place
to invigorate tired muscles;
enlightenment need not be explained
but appreciation is profoundly accepted.

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  • 1 month ago

    by Milly Hayward

    There has long been talk about the wonderful and unexplained
    properties of the pyramids from sharpening razor blades to healing. What an amazing well written experience. Milly x

  • 1 month ago

    by Everlasting

    That’s being one of my dream travel, to go to the pyramids whether Egyptians or Mexicans. Whenever I hear about architecture like those I think of history. Reading books about the history of a place doesn’t give me the same feeling. Anyhow, good write.