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WHITE NIGHT, by            
First Line: I went down the painted desert trail last
Last Line: I returned to normalcy, to rest, and to sleep.
Subject(s): Adventure And Adventurers; Monuments

I went down the Painted Desert Trail last night,
An adventure filled with a rare delight,
I walked on the bottom of a silvery sea,
An ocean of moonlight engulfing me!

Softly I walked in miniature vales,
Where the heart beats slow, the soul wonders and quails;
I climbed up the side of a giant mound,
Trying my strength in the world I had found.

I bathed in the moonlight's hypnotic tide;
With hair flying free and arms flung wide,
As sad and as mad as a hatter was I,
Down the length of the "elephant back" ran I;

I threw myself down, laboring fiercely for breath,
To sustain life in this place of weird beauty and death!

I retraced my steps slowly on the upward way,
Surfeited, vanquished. Gone, the spirit of play --
Worn with my wanderings in the silvery deep,
I returned to normalcy, to rest, and to sleep.

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