Old Stones

Ephesus may once have been a great city, a center of commerce, art and political power, but it is today a pile of stones overrun by tourists. That is not to say that it lacks beauty or grandeur, but for me its beauty is in the stones laid on the ground amongst the weeds. Stones once cut meticulously by hand by unknown laborers now moulder unheeded. The factual history of the place speaks less to me than that path through time each stone has followed from the carver's chisel to my finding it and beyond. Each of these stones will outlast me by many hundreds of years, just as each has outlasted the men who carved it.