As I remember…. Grand Canyon

Grand Canyon.. I really do not need an introduction for this one. One of the Natural wonders of the world it’s name truly holds true. The Grand Canyon is more than a great chasm carved over millennia through the rocks of the Colorado Plateau. It’s more than an awe inspiring view. Much more than a pleasuring ground for those who hike the trails or explore the roads or flow in the current of the mighty Colorado River. The Canyon is gift that transcends what we experience. It is a piece of our Mother Earth where millions of years of history lay scattered telling the tales of the days gone by….

Standing on the edge of the Grand Canyon I could really experience it’s timelessness in comparison to our short existence. The vast expanse of the Canyon evokes awe and the grandeur of the place is something worth noticing. A mile below the rim flows the river which can hardly be seen from the top. But the work done by the river makes its presence felt.

As I stood there in awe of the place with the Grand Canyon before my eyes I realized how helpless we humans are in comparison to the great forces of nature. A canyon carved by a river, a canyon as much as 18 miles wide at some places and a few miles deep clearly wins the race against humans. A canyon so beautiful with it’s light and shade design as if it seems to have been carved by some artist who belongs to some other world… beyond the power of man.

Solitude… it’s the one word that comes to my mind when I think of the Grand Canyon… a feeling of being alone in a crowd, at peace with mother nature.

Peace.. Though thousands of people are present there at any given point of time but I still thought the place was peaceful. Rather I should say we humans are too little in comparison to the canyon to break the silence of the place.

Tranquility.. The power of the mighty river down below eliminates any sign of chaos.

Belonging… a sense of belonging prevailed as I realized that this beautiful place on Earth is for all of us to share and admire. We all belong to one single family and in front of us lay the cradle..the cradle of human civilization.

Silence.. An unexplained silence stretches across the canyon. The canyon walls standing guard in silence have witnessed so much and could say so much “if only walls could talk.”

Mysterious.. the Canyon seems to be holding on to so much and expressing so much at the same time. It seems anyone can see through it but only if that was possible..

As the shadows lengthen across the spires and buttes, time passing into the depths of the canyon I realized what this great chasm passes to us…it passes a sense of humility born in the interconnections of all that is and a willingness to care for this land. It bestows a responsibility on us to ensure that future generations have an opportunity to connect with a piece of history in which lay embedded the tales of their ancestors….

The Grand Canyon stands as a massive embodiment of the power of the turbulent Colorado River. Though the river can be hardly seen from the top of the Canyon but still it seems it’s somewhere down there continuing the work it began long before the human civilization started. Till this day it continues to flow and on it’s way carves a canyon so great that it seems that God himself could have carved a masterpiece so great….

O Lord, How manifold are thy works!
In wisdom hast thou made them all;
The Earth is full of thy riches……