Stone
I am soaring miles above the earth.
Below me,
the smooth surface of the precambrian shield
is flowing like a river.
Water snakes and winds around bedrock.
Vast swathes of forest and wetland
are changing shape,
dancing with the living granite.
The stone tells me:
“Everything good lives on forever in spirit
and returns to the Earth when it is ready.”
I wake and remember Kateri,
their hand on a boulder,
saying, "This is the speed
at which Spirit moves."
Silas Foxton is a tattoo artist and community worker meandering around the great lakes basin. Their work picks at a simultaneously strained and reverent relationship to land, ancestry, and identity which draws on experiences of dream life and things only seen out of the corner of one’s eye.
Amethyst Review 