The simple life is what we live these days. Horses walking through the meadows as we gaze. As we come to a halt at this rocky cliff. My eyes widened and my mind begins to shift. As I stare deeply into this new structured world. My mind begins racing and my heart twirled. This crimson landscape covered in rocks and dust. An unprecedented sight that I seem to trust. Its rugged terrain both alien and haunting. Staring back at me I swear almost flaunting. Its dusty red desolation both scattered and towering. I sensed this power bubble up and it felt empowering. These rich scarlet mountains standing tall and quiet. Arose this unforeseen itch to climb and defy it. The cardinal horizon melted into the eerie boulder. Had me reminiscing on the times when I was a soldier. These unrelenting rocks casting a rusty hue. Made me forget where I was and I didn’t have a clue. These ochre jagged rocks pierced the silence. My chin up and chest out in full compliance. Its surface an endless tapestry of rust-colored soil. Whoever embarks on this journey is known as royal. These isolated rocks stretched across the dusk line. Waiting for dawn to emerge and the sun to shine. These giant cliffs once carved by the forces of nature. They govern themselves as their own legislature. Silently wearing the marks of ages. Going through evolution in all its stages. They whisper secrets of time in their ancient stoic stature. Waiting for wandering minds to reel in and capture. Beyond our brief encounter they hold the earth’s memories. Housed deep within is all the terra’s remedies. There lies echoes and traces of sentiments. Immersed in completely by all of the elements. Its nucleus made up of past thoughts and reflections. It sees from every angle and all perceptions.