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