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The lichen breaks down the rocks.
The rocks lie down in layers,
Or tumble from eruptions,

Or heave and break bit by bit,
So the lichen and trees roots
And fungal threads can’t be blamed

For all of the crumbling. Rain,
And ice, even wind, play parts.
And after all, what are rocks?

Crust of an iron planet
With a relatively thin
Shawl of wispy atmosphere.

They’re so ancient and often
So new. They’re so still but move.
In all senses of themselves.