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Friday, a friend and I drove east, toward the rising sun, to Thayer, Missouri,
where tucked away, down a country road, is a treasure, Grand Gulf State Park.
When we arrived, the park was empty.
At the overlook we peered over the edge into Missouri's "little Grand Canyon",
and inhaled sharply.
Were it not for the comparison, nothing about this would seem little.
Below, the canyon stretches out for nearly a mile
with walls almost 200 feet high and 50 feet wide.
A staircase leads to the bottom of the canyon;
as we started our descent, the quiet was broken by a Carolina Wren,
her lilting melody resonating within the walls
of her own personal sound chamber.
We were grateful, for one day, to be her guest.
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A staircase leads to the bottom of the canyon;
as we started our descent, the quiet was broken by a Carolina Wren,
her lilting melody resonating within the walls
of her own personal sound chamber.
We were grateful, for one day, to be her guest.
