Wishing Leaves

    Stone Walls

    96 and 08

    Tectonic forces heave and strain
    Volcanic cones spew fiery rain
    Molten lava congeals to rock
    The land-mass shudders in aftershock

    Then the Master Crafter we call Time
    Begins to shape, mould and define
    With tools of water, wind and sun
    A landscape sculptured to become

    Stone by stone, with human hand
    These walls were built across the land
    Like an ancient script, a story told
    Of the natural life in times of old

    Then humans arrive upon the scene
    To dig and blast and mine the seam
    And from crumbling quarries hewed of stone
    Carve building blocks to make their home

    Soon rising up around each place
    Stone walls dissect the open space
    And leave behind a patchwork quilt
    Of villages, towns and cities built

    — Wayne Visser