Rocks and Ruins
What endures
may not be
what you thought
or even what you felt
Your life will fade
into earth again,
as even stone houses
eventually crumble
But the rocks,
whose offspring
are dust,
still remember the stars
And what you build
upon, even the dearest
foundation that falters,
leaves an imprint
That echoing place
of heart, of home,
lingers long past
any forgetting
1/03/21
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