Stone and Straw

Stone and straw sigh
At the sight of birds high
Worn and surrendered
Flood may carry an answer
Brewed under waters, they wonder
Then torrents of mud

Tied by lust
And growing wrath
Captives of the soil
Mauled by the Sun
Moisture inside
One day 'll be gone

Woes to the drowned
Vowed to the limb
Vast walls around are piles of stones
Braided twigs turned into knots

Brought by storm
Devouring wrath
Folded all reason
Forged by Sun
This omen of mine, be good or begone

Hold on to the soil