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The Wind Was Blowing Strong That Day It swept across the sands, Stinging any open skin on hikers alike No definitive lines across the dunes As I walked on a hazy outline made from others All inhaled the sands in the air, Perhaps with even a cough in these pandemic times Oh, those views up high Mountains as far as I could see So this is High Dune; what a wonder it truly is! Another work of short poetry or prose to complement the image captured one morning in Great Sand Dunes National Park while on a hike down from High Dune. This was a view looking to the northeast while standing on a high point sand dune ridge where I had a vista-like view to the Sangre de Cristo Range off in the distance. I like how the sand dune ridges added a layered look to the image. I also liked how the more earth tones of the sand dunes were that complement and color contrast to the blues and greens present in the mountains and skies above.