While I’m gone, will you water my wall?
It’s alive you know.
These aren’t just stacked rocks for sitting,
like a stone throne.
Little friends live among the lithos.
I’d hate to lose them.
Follow the FLOWER.
While I’m gone, will you water my wall?
It’s alive you know.
These aren’t just stacked rocks for sitting,
like a stone throne.
Little friends live among the lithos.
I’d hate to lose them.
Follow the FLOWER.
floweralley 