Anyone want to see the viewpoint of a slow-moving, extremely time based evolutionary creature who’s life is long enough to witness aeons of history?.
Or read a poem for the realisation, that some things take forever to happen, but they will?.
Do you need to understand our long living friends and care as much for them as you do for smaller creatures and friends?.
Is it everywhere that your life turns into a clash between short term and long term.
Is it important to know where you stand with respect tour expectations of your footprint on this evolving earth?.
The rock man is a strange lonely creature.
He sits up on high, somewhere in the peak district of the land.
He has risen from the sea’s depths to befriend the creatures and life around him.
Things are changing though, even he can notice the extra heat and rains.
One day he imagines he will be below water in the cool again.
This is a poem about an unrecognisable slow lane of life for him.
The environment living out its effects on his well-being.