The limestone is utterly solid, heavy and unchanging, yet–in its grain-like texture, and deposited seams of organic sediment–there is so much arrested aliveness. The longer I relate to the rock, the more I lose my feeling that it and I are separate, the more its immense weight seems to lift–evaporate almost–and the lighter and airier it becomes.
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