Rock Formations In the Desert

The monks were frozen in place and in time, in a barren field The countryside offered them nothing They seemed desolate and lonely Were they remnants of families? They are clustered like that Or were they monks surprised by lava The gorgeous blue of the sky gave us no clue; we approached cautiously Unsure if we were going to encounter Something alive or something long dead. Would they be granite or more like petrified forest? There is a flowing feeling to them Perhaps they are made from gunny sacks or linen. It is a curiosity.