In The Loveless State, The Rock In The Middle Of The Road Poem by RIC BASTASA

choose to speak
for the sun
describe the fingers of
warmth
landing on the the scents
of all flowers
on a bed of grass

you can sing for the
rivers
get lost on the depths
of the mysteries of the
oceans

it seems however
that you are stuck on
some grief
which until now has
not been even
named yet

on the other hand
you know it
you can even touch it
and read all its
names on every pore
of the skin
on every drop of tears
taste what it is

at most, you jump into
one conclusion
nothing can be done
anymore in this
situation

the only choice left
is to accept
leave it there
like a rock in the middle
of the road

all the creatures
move around it
all the human beings
see it
but cannot take it
away

two roads are created
in the middle of this
rock
roots deepen
and then no one minds
and then
no one even mentions
what it is all
about