Riprap

Lay down these words
Before your mind like rocks.
             placed solid, by hands
In choice of place, set
Before the body of the mind
             in space and time:
Solidity of bark, leaf, or wall
             riprap of things:
Cobble of milky way,
             straying planets,
These poems, people,
             lost ponies with
Dragging saddles—
             and rocky sure-foot trails.
The worlds like an endless
             four-dimensional
Game of Go.
             ants and pebbles
In the thin loam, each rock a word
             a creek-washed stone
Granite: ingrained
             with torment of fire and weight
Crystal and sediment linked hot
             all change, in thoughts,
As well as things.

Copyright Credit: Gary Snyder, “Riprap” from Riprap and Cold Mountain Poems. Copyright  © 2003 by Gary Snyder. Reprinted by permission of Shoemaker & Hoard Publishers.
Source: No Nature: New and Selected Poems (1992)