giants of Sedona

the giants of Sedona leaned in and peeked at me I felt like a cockroach, but did not scurry away None of them spoke, they merely stared. Then they leaned back into position Was it my imagination? Had they really done this? I stared into the beautiful sky. Everything looked normal. But was far from it. There is a mystical feeling in Sedona I cannot convey With photos, art, or in poetry. There are no words or strokes strong enough. You have to experience the giants of Sedona for yourself.