Credit: Bruna Fernandes
Lay down these words
Before your mind like rocks.
      placed solid, by hands  
In choice of place, set
Before the body of the mind
 in space and time:
Solidity of bark, leaf, or wall
riprap of things:
Cobble of milky way,
straying planets,
These poems, people,
lost ponies with
Dragging saddles—
             and rocky sure-foot trails.  
The worlds like an endless
Game of Go.
ants and pebbles
In the thin loam, each rock a word
a creek-washed stone
Granite: ingrained
with torment of fire and weight  
Crystal and sediment linked hot
all change, in thoughts,   
As well as things.

~ Gary Snyder

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