Sediment of Names

Fingernails scrape against damp sand as silt yields to reveal a buried sundial, its surface etched with names rather than numerical hours. These inscriptions rest within deep-ochre grooves, forming an archaeological record where identity replaces the measurement of time. As low shadows stretch across the oxidized copper rim, the characters drift and reframe themselves under an amber glare. Each stone in the garden settles into this new order, finding a quiet stillness where being is no longer a sequence of intervals but a collection of living traces left in shifting soil.