Saturday, December 05, 2015

Gone, and Not Coming Back Soon

All that is good is built slowly, day by day, brick by brick, leaf by leaf.

All that is bad
happens in a rush of bone and life-shattering violence, crushing ball, and belching chainsaw.

Do not wonder at how fast a great things can be destroyed, put ponder how slow it was to become great and what little you did to defend it.


I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: `Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear --
"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.'
         - Percy Bysshe Shelley

1 comment:

M said...

That looks like the area that was Lake Aldwell in Washington State. Once the dam was removed the lake went with it which revealed the stumps which were unrotted from a century of submersion.