Maya Frescoes

This is strength.
This firm carved rock,
Cut to a measured length
Holds in a block

Pride and grief,
Passion unspent,
Life in austere relief
Made permanent.

Ask no more,
Seek not nor reach.
This meaning was before
A softer speech.

Words are sand
Slipping away,
Carve with a steady hand
What you would say.
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