The moss that grows on the side,
It is not like that which grows on the top.
Where valleys and fields cap the wall, the moss in the side
It grows in cracks,
In gaps in the brick.
It clings to the hidden places
Instead of dominating, it fills
Smooths over
Augments.
In many ways it’s easier to see oneself in the moss of the side;
A person doesn’t control entire landscapes;
A person fits into a structure.
They build on that structure.
Like the moss does.
It is still beautiful.
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