I've carved myself out of stone,
Carrying so much baggage from depths unknown.
You couldn't even begin to see,
All the color that tends to pulse through me.
My weather calloused surface,
Certainly does not deserve this.
This barage of elements that you bring,
You can knock me down, make me sing.
Inside intense color that will never fade,
For it, you'd be amazed what I payed.