if water may hollow stone,
it also melts ice,
and is able to absorb
its likeness
to become more of itself.
Who can blame the wind
for putting pressure
on structures we've built
opposing its whims,
where we erect our wants;
which is why we tremble.
Unlike the stone
that is grounded
lays low, erodes slowly
and goes nowhere fast.
Water I care
emote a dust in the wind?
Amidst stone cold silence,
I heard the wind whisper
and the water splattered back.
This poem was inspired by the poem Wind, Water, Stone by Octavio Paz.
Photo credit By Sequeira, Paul, Photographer (NARA record: 8464471) (U.S. National Archives and Records Administration) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons. Description: Homeowners lined a lake beach with cars in order to prevent erosion threatening their dwelling residences.
