The chiseling etches of experience and lessons
The humbling of the human stone
Layering of the sediments fallen from rifts and shears of change
As a stone mountain breathes it's pattern into the atmosphere, as does the stone that walks as many and as one
Rolling storms of stones interlacing with others as feet turn time beneath them
Discernment untangles itself with trips and falls of integration
Dusting off the body of truth
Library's of dusted shelves funnelling the remnants of the rolling lives of men
Through the human ranges the unity is inherent in the total body of one foundation
Yet each form must grow as one, to become one with all.
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