I’ve been standing a long time. I get tired.
I grumble, and sometimes I shift my weight.
Mostly, I am not heard. But I’m here to
Tell you I once roamed the bottom of the sea.
I saw the sun glistening through the water.
So I reached and pulled and I rose above the waves
Of all stirring around me. Now and then,
I create uproar. I spit fire and slip
My clothes into the valley. I protest naked until
Every bit of venom is poured out. Layer
Upon layer I build myself back up. You
Can see the bulk of history within my thighs.
You can see the crushing of my shoulders from the
Weight of the world. If you look deeply you
Will find the sparkly gems, castoff stardust
From the millions of years I’ve waltzed with the moon.