. The 1910 trip of the to California and the Pacific coast . painter, who must, through the imagery of the artist soul, speak ofwhat he feels, not what he alone sees, or he is lost. 46 THE 1910 TRIP OF THE H. M. M. A. You must feel the spirit of the canyon; then you will for the first moment of yourlife appreciate the genius of its creation, and thereby the creator. One moment onthe edge of this chasm—a tit setting for a city that makes a man-city a toy, yet elevatesman to a plane where he may realize that he is a fit inhabitant—may seem the greatestof your life, and this appear
. The 1910 trip of the to California and the Pacific coast . painter, who must, through the imagery of the artist soul, speak ofwhat he feels, not what he alone sees, or he is lost. 46 THE 1910 TRIP OF THE H. M. M. A. You must feel the spirit of the canyon; then you will for the first moment of yourlife appreciate the genius of its creation, and thereby the creator. One moment onthe edge of this chasm—a tit setting for a city that makes a man-city a toy, yet elevatesman to a plane where he may realize that he is a fit inhabitant—may seem the greatestof your life, and this appears possible though you may imagine you have lived sincethe age of Pericles. The spirit of the canjon when felt brings with it that harmonyof the soul and mind in which all is at rest—a condition where strife, antagonism,undoing, retrogression, the negative forms, may not enter in. You may have contem-plated the beautiful and sublime in nature a thousand times before; you may havestood entranced before a great painting, or felt the divine spark in the work of an. liiiiiiits of tlie San Francisco Range near Ftaj;Santa Fe. on the way to tlie Grand Can>u ^ta^f, Arizona,1 of Arizona. on the lint- of tlie orator or in that of inspired music, but the silent, inaudible music that seems to comefrom the mysterious and unknown depths of this mighty Imperial City of Silence,unfelt to the ears, and seemingly to all the outward senses, has a meaning never feltbefore. Until now you have never experienced the satisfaction that comes with astate embodying perfect purity, harmony and goodness. The canyon is a universe of peace, calmness, tranquility. Viewed from the rim,when the sun is sinking low, and the foundations, sides, towers, turrets and templesof the great structures are glowing in colors, from the fiery red of the furnace to thevarying shade of mountain, valley and plain, the song of a bird disturbs the silentharmony. It is not awful nor ominous. The mind, seemingly getting a g
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