Laskrizon , 10
A light breeze whistle's
through the bough's of
the Ancient Pine
Music to my ear's
as if the Ancient one
sing's it's story of the universe
Firmly rooted
above Outcrop Rock
a huge mound with
granite protrusions
cave like in shelter
but open enough to enjoy
panoramic view of
rich mountanous valley
All of creation
appears alive here
my second home...
At one time
every place was home
but,changing dynamic's
constriction toward confinement
freedom does have it's cost.....
" Agemo,dreamer boy,incoming ! "
Nev,the jovial jokester
his way of announcing
S'wao's arrival
I only hope
in my assertion
of asking the nature of the stone............
Copyright © Jay Del Fierro | Year Posted 2007
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