The tree is here, still, in pure stone,
in deep evidence, in solid beauty,
layered, through a hundred million years.
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until time, and the lava, created this gift, of translucent stone. a very fine poem of the great Neruda
celestial ashes mantled it round, until time, and the lava, created this gift, of translucent stone. great expressions born out of imagination. thank u dear Neruda
Solid beauty enshrined in solid stone. A rock of a poem.