Now this is weird, sailing on the strength of stones? I have never seen a stone boat. It defies the imagination, a metal boat too, but I think the weight of stone is too much to be formed and to also float. I see the rock skip at high speed and then sink. The strength of stones harnessed, transferred, and then navigable, I guess. But, in what material? If not stone, then how can this metaphor work? I see rocks crumble and wear. They are brittle. They are like the worn faces of hopelessness. They do not move from their places at the table if they are ever invited. Women leave them, children talk, things close in on them, and the darkness leaves them where they are standing. As I said, their weight is greater than their ease. Floating requires the lightness of being.