Stones
Stones
smooth and rounded pebbles now grown
placed strategically by wind and rain
washed clean, rough edges,
polished gloss reflections of time memorialized;
rocks
once impaled upon mountains,
long ago set free, released from earthen clay
sleek, lustrous serene entities transfixed
by historic renderings forgotten;
sand
gravel pounded down, crushed
strained by the source of life
ocean waves, waterfalls, rivers, streams
pushing, pulling, tugging along the centuries;
earth
ground silt, sedimentary deposits
renewed, refined, rebuilding,
returned to its origins
ready, anxious, eager to renew itself.
for Anthony Biaanco's contest
Stones 8/7/21
Copyright © Dm Babbit | Year Posted 2021
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