There once was a king named pride
Who took his horse out for a ride
Then he hit a rock
And fell off quite mcked
And his crown could never again be unhide
All my life I have wanted, waited;
Seemed like it wasn’t real,
What I’ve desperately longed to feel.
Now it’s here, and I’m alive!
I have you in my life!
At last something firm,
Something sweet.
With you I will retreat.
Not from life, but into the light,
Right here, where you are,
A place so far from all that’s hard.
Now with you we’ll all take part.
For you are so soft, in word and deed.
I always look for ways, to make you pleased.
From the start, to where it never ends,
I will always be your friend.
Unto the Spirit, is where I want to lead,
with You helping me stay on my feet.
Now I’m not wanting, I’m working,
Enjoying the thrill, of finally having what I need.
Just the chance at a life with love,
Is more than I thought I would have.
Now all I want, is all that’s in store,
And that’s enough, to go all out for.
It all turns the tide, into an ocean wide,
Of places to go, things to do, and feelings to unhide.
This is my epiphany, a change from the dark.
I’m coming out, as you hold my heart.
They stand tall like a monument, the wayfarer’s journey guide
Rough stones shaped into human form, the meaning to unhide,
Inuits first carefully piled these stones, the meaning becomes clear,
Traditionally “you are on the right path” or “someone was here”.
These unworked stones were used for survival and a method to communicate,
Mountain passages or an open channel, the stone placement was your fate.
A cache of food was near an Inukshuk without arms or one with anthers attached,
For the lost hunter in the Arctic, their beckoning and comfort was unmatched.
These rocks are used for navigation, the right direction to select,
They can also signify a memorial, a quiet place of respect,
Or mark where the spirits abide or where the fish can be found,
Think- the amount of information provided, without uttering a sound.
Winter 2010, in Vancouver, it became the official Olympic mascot,
“In the likeness of a human” is the modern meaning, now it’s thought.
I am no expert on these stones but driving northward, I keep a watchful look,
And respect the stone monument there to welcome you, the Inuit Inukshuk
Written July 30, 2011
For “Stoned Contest”
Sponsor Catie Lindsey
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