REMAINS

 when all the things in our life

 can be broken or lost

 why hold them dear?

 ephemera amuses but will not sustain

 processes go on

 they say rust never sleeps

 but I would rather watch the waves

 the slow inexorable growth of trees

 the weed that splits your parking lot

 a sign

 that though Barbara's World of Fabrics

 may fade

 Shoes-O-Rama

 may be (bardspeak) bootless

 when the grinning consumers have fled

 the encroaching growth will hide these temples too

 just another Monte Verde, Stonehedge or Tulum

 and future archeologists

 will give religious meaning

 to the golden arches and piled goods