"On soft gray mornings widows cry,
The wise men share a joke;
I run to grasp divining signs,
To satisfy the hoax.
The yellow jester does not play,
But gently pulls the strings ..
And smiles as the puppets dance,
In the court of the Crimson King ..."
Mythical puppets seem to be resting after a late-night dance inside
Bryce Canyon's amphitheater - Bryce Canyon NP - UT
July 30, 2011