When Stones Fall


When stones fall, they lay
Until humans erect them
And call it 'sacred'

When trees fall, there's life
That transforms into some things
Our eyes cannot see

Leave alone the stones
That incubate lasting fears (tears)
And embrace the trees.

pic taken at Cavan Burren, around the Hut Sites remains area

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