For Lilian and the Indigos - Above Top Secret

Others were passing us on the trail, or standing in awe or conversation as we passed
them. We smiled to any we met, and smiles were always returned.
Lee and I found a small bench of stone some distance down, naturally carved by the
forces that sculpted the Canyon itself, and we sat side by side. Above us loomed cartoon
characters and faerie dancers, caught frozen in form, multihued and glowing in the early
afternoon sun. I sighed and rested my head on Lee’s shoulder; Lee wrapped mine in his
arm. For a while we sat, saying nothing, and watched the movement on the trail, and the
lizards on the rocks nearby that drank up the sun as they spread themselves out to
maximize their sun-receiving surface.
Except for the snatches of conversation of those who passed by on the trail, the air stood
nearly still. The sound of a greater wind above, teasing the tops of the parade of forms,
whistled softly. It was peaceful, restful. Shadows reached for the light, distorting
themselves upon the tumbled evidence of fallen faces that spread out at the foot of the
towers.
After a while Lee stood, taking my hands and pulling me to my feet, and we began the
hike back upwards.
As we approached, the house lowered the ramp and we climbed its slope to finally rest on
the terrace upon a bench, placed by ’botties per my request sent as we neared the
trailhead. The ramp pulled in and the house lifted skyward where it hovered with an
awesome view of the Canyon. Lee and I kissed and melted in the sun into one another,
our passion full and love overflowing.