• Mine, said the stone
    mine is the hour
    I crush the stone
    such is my power
    stronger then wishes
    my power, alone

    Mine said the paper
    mine all the words
    the smother the stone
    with imagined birds;
    reams of them
    flown from the mind
    of the shaper

    Mine said the sissors
    mine all the knives
    gashing through paper's
    ethearal lives; nothing
    so proper as tattering wishes

    As stone crush sissors, and
    as paper snuffs stone and
    sissors cuts paper
    all end alone

    So heap up your paper
    and sissor your wishes
    and uproot the stone from
    the top of the hill
    They all end alone
    as you will, you will