Footprints in Sandstone

Friendship
The shallow water pools,
unfettered the surface before the pebble.
The breeze comes
rests there, on top
of the watery palace.
Decay meditates
sitting on the branch
of the hemlock.
Decay meditates
on the newborn,
fullfillment of the void.
 
Water, the breeze, the decay
friends in time.