
autumn long shadows
of a tuft of tall grass
etch rocky ground.

autumn long shadows
of a tuft of tall grass
etch rocky ground.

sapling grows in boulder,
splitting it in twain;
paper does beat rock.
There's something relentless
in an old stone wall...
But, also, cold and dead.
One knows it will not stand forever --
that it will go the way of
ruins, rubble, stones, and dust --
but, still, it can outstand any man.
Ivy climbs to camouflage the stone's
cruel deathlessness,
But then the ivy stands on the wall
year after year after year...