Flowing over the rocks
Carving them into shapes the rocks will not recognize
So slowly as to intimate the pain
Unlike the water
Carving them to expose
To reveal what might be hidden
Without regard
Certainly without respect
As the rituals are lost
The stone knows no better
Or
I do not know
So the carver brings it into the light screaming to be seen
Bloodied with dust of years
Polished with the pain of exposure
June 2022 Marble Colorado