This, the paradox: What happens when An irresistible force Meets an immovable object?
In the sands there was a singing, A song of tortured wonder, With a hunger that was stinging In the land of little thunder.
At first I gave only a crumb. The raven swallowed and returned the next day bearing a solitary teardrop pearl. Next a diamond ring, purchased with a disc of deli meat. The following day it appeared larger, keener.