I would prefer to live in the company of rocks
and stones under a canopy of tall trees
that send mist and fragrance into the air
I would prefer to live in the company of flowing water
in creeks and tributaries that define cities, counties
and fill the world with a covering sound
I would prefer to live in the company of tall, green grasses
surrounding a landscape of abandoned stone walls
and their carpets of lichen and soft moss
I would prefer to live in the company of mountains
as they are inert to human woe
and subsist in the slowness of time
I prefer to live in the company of oceans
that move with the power of the moon
and remind of eras of perfect change