Something Unexpected*

It is humbling when expectation
leads, its demise casually caused
by the opening of eyes to what lies ahead;
think Antelope Canyon, storied source
of impossibly pink and purple shots
of rock swirling like windblown sand
sunk beneath surface through slits and slots
in earth oblivious to three power towers
erupting upward toward one sky blanketing
the entire Navajo nation site in blessing.

Thanks to Robert Lee Brewer’s April Poem-A-Day Challenge; Day 12 Prompt