Beneath An Autumn Rock

Memory never tissues a root, the dark never tissues light, the dead, never life, yet there is no root, no light, no life until there is emptiness, the issue of dark & the perpetuation of thought.
It is by evolving thought that both root & star flourish in dark, for look how the endeavoring radicle elaborates memory of light. 

A Calcareous Rock (full of fossils)