Chatsworth 

time moves forward
time stands still
life flows
the wind moves droplets onto my face
and clothes
clouds pass through the sky
it feels nice to stop
for a moment
water moving
never in the same place
always moving
stone carved

i wish that i could stay
frozen in time
endlessly still
i wish i could stop moving
breathing
i want to stand
watching
arms outstretched
eyes blank
it would be nice to rest like this
for eons
maybe we could all just stop
and stand
like this
for days
maybe it would be peaceful
calm
maybe i could find rest here
how would i grow
locked in stone?
i would have to smash it to pieces
if i ever wanted to change