My Carved Stone Poem by Dean Meredith

I have learned many things
On this rock
On this floating, spinning, swimming
Erupting rock

I have learned
There is good shit & bad
Some of it seems solid
Much of it falls down

I have learned
Too much to be truly happy
And not enough
To really revel in my sadness

I have learned
Too many words can be tiring
And not enough light
Makes it worse

I have learned many things
You see
On this great rock of ours
Too much to put down here