Disintegration of the physical,                           degradation of the intangible.

Oft slow.                                                               Imperceptible, but to those enlightened few.

Broken down, mineral humanity,                             meanders to the ocean floor.

The passage of time.

Benevolent guardians                                               shepherd us through the gathering tempest.

It’s clear now.

There’s a brightness ahead.

A future bedrock, cast from erosion and pressure,     upon which to build anew.