• If you should look for this place after a handful of lifetimes:
    Perhaps of my planted forest a few
    May stand yet, dark-leaved Australians or the coast cypress, haggard
    With storm-drift; but fire and the axe are devils.
    Look for foundations of sea-worn granite, my fingers had the art
    To make stone love stone, you will find some remnant.

    Robinson Jeffers, Tim Hunt (2001). “The Selected Poetry of Robinson Jeffers”, p.181, Stanford University Press