As i was walking through my local graveyard today, I noticed something strange on a gravestone. I suppose it was a result of the type of stone that was used, which must have been sedimentary rock.
The lettering at the top of the gravestone was legible and incised to a depth of two or three mlllimeters. However, towards the bottom, the top layer of stone has thinned and curled up like skin. Look, you can still make out some letters on this “skin” which gives has the appearance of delicate grey tissue paper, not stone.
It’s as if the stone too, is changing form and turning, like us, back to dust. I always thought of stone as the ultimate imitation of immortality. It turns out to be more an intimation. Roll on William Wads…
” Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower;
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind…”