https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lechuguilla_Cave
Shhh...walk on...too much echo and we could set an avalanche. We've skirted the shingles around The Misery Pit, split at The Apricot where she opens up to the whole eastern wing, and at Boulder Falls, 150 feet deep - careful not to slip - we are resting at C-61, gateway to The Rift.
Is this the EF Junction of you and me? We could ring The Liberty Bell - or slide down Flowstone Slope, slip into the lake - and dry off at Glacier Bay, where gypsum cliffs shine craggy rock-face notions to reflect at the foot of glass mountains. There is one place there, full of the softness of an Eskimo Kiss, where foreheads of rock rest together.
We could walk The Great White Way, a crystalline passage to the west, stay a while, warm up and take in The Sugarlands; or window-shop the crystal coral walkways all along Wooden Lettuce Passage - boots, gloves, hats and jackets. Here, if the light catches it right, rock can have all the light and brightness of feathers and constellations. We could, you know, because I don't need to sit too long.
I would like to show you The Reason Room and The Beyond Reason Room, but I know you want to head East to where the future looks just like the past, and I wonder, is this The Grande Guadalupe Junction of you and me? Because I have often been down deep to The Lake of the White Roses, and these days, when I return to the light at the centre, the first thing I discover in The Chandelier Room is how much I want you to be there.
East it is. Stalactites hang; some fallen have planted themselves in the stalagmite rock rising up from below - and if this is not beautiful, this mesh of crystal wands, wouldn't it be around about now that I begin to miss the sky? Shhh...walk on...
07
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tears_of_the_Turtle_Cave
Shhh...walk on...too much echo and we could set an avalanche. We've skirted the shingles around The Misery Pit, split at The Apricot where she opens up to the whole eastern wing, and at Boulder Falls, 150 feet deep - careful not to slip - we are resting at C-61, gateway to The Rift.
Is this the EF Junction of you and me? We could ring The Liberty Bell - or slide down Flowstone Slope, slip into the lake - and dry off at Glacier Bay, where gypsum cliffs shine craggy rock-face notions to reflect at the foot of glass mountains. There is one place there, full of the softness of an Eskimo Kiss, where foreheads of rock rest together.
We could walk The Great White Way, a crystalline passage to the west, stay a while, warm up and take in The Sugarlands; or window-shop the crystal coral walkways all along Wooden Lettuce Passage - boots, gloves, hats and jackets. Here, if the light catches it right, rock can have all the light and brightness of feathers and constellations. We could, you know, because I don't need to sit too long.
I would like to show you The Reason Room and The Beyond Reason Room, but I know you want to head East to where the future looks just like the past, and I wonder, is this The Grande Guadalupe Junction of you and me? Because I have often been down deep to The Lake of the White Roses, and these days, when I return to the light at the centre, the first thing I discover in The Chandelier Room is how much I want you to be there.
East it is. Stalactites hang; some fallen have planted themselves in the stalagmite rock rising up from below - and if this is not beautiful, this mesh of crystal wands, wouldn't it be around about now that I begin to miss the sky? Shhh...walk on...
07
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tears_of_the_Turtle_Cave