Stone Hearts

Out from the core

squeezed stone hearts,

so heavy of feet,

Lumbered on forward,

pumping and pounding, expounding

irregular beat.


Into the cities,

forests, villages,

the glens,

Trudging their muck,

gravelling paths

as they went.


New tablets hewn,

eschewing

natural will,

Passed to the future

legacies voided

then stilled.


Surveyed, as proprietors,

creative accountancy

sighed,

Despoiled, exhausted,

replenishment

hidden inside.


Back to their bothies,

striding inwards

shelter’d from storm,

Trolls suited

underground,

awaiting new time to be born.