Luray
Water seeping through the ground,
Forming limestone, timeless round
Pillars on the ceilings, or
Columns on the cavern floor.
There, where bats escape the sun,
Nature carves, till Time is done,
Castles in Virginia caves,
Like Egyptian, carved-stone graves.
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