Wrought, of Stone

~ Wrought, of Stone ~
Modern buildings wrought
by man and so quickly sold
no longer last as do the
ancient structures
of old.
What differs?
The builders,
or the sand
they cast into transient,
impermanent stone?
Humanity’s efforts to better nature
are misguided at best,
and soon fail before Time’s tests.
All humanity has ever built is doomed
for Nature will once more take
its rightful place,
and from earth’s cruelly scarred face,
of us,
every single sorry trace
Is all of humanity
already doomed to return into the
from whence we came?
Only Time will tell,
but will we be here
to listen when Time
tells her tales?

modern efforts dwindling to dust.

modern efforts dwindling to dust.

About C.G.Ayling

Musing misuser of words, lover of lyrical literature, author, occasional contrary thoughts. An honorable man’s name, in memoriam.
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