5-26-14

There is a hard reality in the sinews of
stone-
a bitter grain left sharp or worn smooth
depending on its story,
harsh and stoic and immovable-
castles have been constructed using them,
foundations have crumbled as a result of them,
yet they are scattered on every trail, every road,
every winding path,
real and true-
each with a story to tell*

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