Grounded

There is always a base,
   something to hold it all together.

I am surrounded by stone,
  etched by water,
     and winds,
       long past.

Scars which became beauty,
  centuries in the process.

How can I ignore it?

I can only wonder,
  how time will change me.

Reviews

[rach]

Beautiful, I love the imagery.

[Jon Roggie]

Thank you! In an elemental mood.