Rocky Paths

How do rocks go astray?

How do they crumble and erode?

Broken crags and fallen stones

Protect and hold on to

Cliffs and slippery slopes

In anxious absence

Flounder and fracture and fester in mold

These rocks break and they batter

Building upon buildings

Mountains and shrines

Dark fallen towers

Of forfeited godliness

If only rocks could speak,

If they could sing and skip

Upon the highways of life

Then silence wouldn’t be home to stony hearts

And narrow paths wouldn’t be so cold

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