ANCIENT STONE
It is one of my favorite places
One of my favorite moments
A corner
Of an ancient stone wall
Standing silent through the ages
As the world grows all around
Silent and still stone
Standing now in a majestic hardwood forest
I tuck myself into the corner
On a pile of dry oak leaves
Wrap my arms around my knees
And sit silently
Within the great silence
Listening to the chatter and voices
All around
I have always gone back
Always I return
At different times
And different ages
Move myself into my corner
My arms wrap around my knees
I sit in silence
Listening to the chatter and voices
All around
The shadow of the now massive oak
Falls over my face
Lifted to the blue sky
The wind whispers to me and washes time
Ancient stone still has my back
Arms rest lightly on my knees
Eyes close with a slow smile
As my thoughts quietly
Move to you