A Stone
A stone,
Behind the hardness,
Where a core,
That hides an image,
Always smiled,
When a loving mind,
Touched a hidden soul,
And Praised,
With his reflections,
And worshipped it,
As a theme of his love.
And appreciated,
A nature of beauty,
That appeared in faith,
Where a sculpture,
Always encouraged,
Joy and Peace,
A life dreamt it,
As a guide n’t a stone.
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