by Novid Shaid, April, 2011
preparing the ground for
a ground breaking
of the monolithic pyramids of stone
the toppling of the fearsome rock faces,
which fall down with full force,
smashing into tiny fragments,
swept away by the winds of inevitability.
A downpour of torrential hope
floods the land, engulfing the entire planet,
then slowly seeps away through the cracks,
sinking, soaking through the recesses of the earth,
until an army of ants, emerges, regroups, gathers the debris
laying the foundations
of another impressive form in the spellbinding sands of time.
Way below, dripping drops of hope begin filling gaps again
gaps which will eventually fill
as the new shadows grow impressively above,
and the hope can’t stand to be contained.
Rising, falling, sinking, standing, the earth persists,
ants will be ants and hope never desists.