Eyes of Stone...
"Time past and past forgotten
Seasons changed for the wanting
Then looking over the Mountain
I saw you..."
Traces in the lines of a face
Carved in stone to mark the place
Left in Time is a sacred space
To be found in Rhyme.
Yesterday I went to there and
Saw the eyes of an Elder's dare
Drawn in rock with Chaac and care
Were the echoes of a Time we hear.
Old with dust and yellow the glow
Where desert sands were once the snow
And water spoke the secrets shown...
I saw faces in the eyes of stone.
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