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Walking along broken cliff ledges
pondering each step jagged edges
remembering the people of the stones
waves breaking below, the ocean moans
comparing the words stone and rock
contemplating the intriguing paradox
wisdom echoes in the cove of my mind
stones have spirits, look and you will find
I recall a heart shaped stone, with a face
smiling at me, in cupped hands, I embraced
stones have spirits, mystics can sense them
hidden in time, unearthing one a rare gem
Peering over the cliff, stones softly sing to me
gathering them one by one, discovering the key
tuning into their vibration, I choose carefully
vision forms, ancient relics, seeing with clarity
Nestled in hues of marbled gray, on solid rock
primitive spirit arises, gateway is unlocked
gazing in amazement, at my wondrous creation
listening to a melody, I find inspiration
pondering each step jagged edges
remembering the people of the stones
waves breaking below, the ocean moans
comparing the words stone and rock
contemplating the intriguing paradox
wisdom echoes in the cove of my mind
stones have spirits, look and you will find
I recall a heart shaped stone, with a face
smiling at me, in cupped hands, I embraced
stones have spirits, mystics can sense them
hidden in time, unearthing one a rare gem
Peering over the cliff, stones softly sing to me
gathering them one by one, discovering the key
tuning into their vibration, I choose carefully
vision forms, ancient relics, seeing with clarity
Nestled in hues of marbled gray, on solid rock
primitive spirit arises, gateway is unlocked
gazing in amazement, at my wondrous creation
listening to a melody, I find inspiration
New tunes to inspire can lift one higher. And if you start hearing the stones sing real tunes, they make pills for that lol
ReplyDeletehaha - You always make me smile! No pill's gonna cure my ill.
Delete"wisdom echoes in the cove of my mind
ReplyDeletestones have spirits, look and you will find"
And we go with you on this journey of discovery. Happy inspiration!
I hope you enjoy the journey
DeleteInteresting that you feature stones, as I featured rocks in my ponderings today. I enjoyed yours very much!
ReplyDeleteI just read your poem, synchronicity at play!
DeleteWhat a wonderful setting to find inspiration! What a beautiful photograph...I assume it is yours.
ReplyDeleteYes, Mary it is one I took after i spent some time reflecting and selecting the stones to create the image. Do you see it?
DeleteI love what you can find in stones...
ReplyDeleteThank Bjorn, I think of it as a stone totem
Deletesolid and strong, to withstand the storms
Rough, yet hewn, solid
ReplyDeleteStone of ages like a clock
My time but a tick
or perhaps just a tock
Deletein the sands of time
as the gulls keep watch
This is beautiful! Especially love; "Nestled in hues of marbled gray, on solid rock primitive spirit arises, gateway is unlocked gazing in amazement, at my wondrous creation listening to a melody, I find inspiration."
ReplyDeleteThanks Sanaa - I truly was surprised when I stepped back and saw the image.
DeleteAbsolutely amazing...held me rapt as I read it again and wished for cliffs of rocks to commune with...they do indeed have spirits/soul/song!
ReplyDeleteThey do indeed have spirits/soul/song - thank you for seeing their beauty.
DeleteNice! That's how you it.
ReplyDeleteGood work.
ZQ
Thanks ZQ!
DeleteI love this. Many years ago I wrote a poem called Spirit in the Stone,....you would probably like it. Love the idea of a stone with a heart shaped face in cupped hands.....for a few years in the 90's, I found heart-shaped rocks everywhere.
ReplyDeleteHi Sherry, I would love to read that poem. I am sure it would speak to me.
DeleteThank you for sharing a better energy!
ReplyDeleteYou are welcomed and thanks for visiting!
DeleteA wonderful intermingling of images - both visual and auditory. A lovely cascade of words that carries one into a place of introspection and - yes - inspiration.
ReplyDeleteThank you Wendy your words are uplifting!
DeleteI too find inspiration in stones. I loved the photo and the poem.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much Toni!
DeleteReally nice rhythm.
ReplyDeleteI see rocks, but then again, I also just see clouds in the sky.
Thanks Alex, nice to see you back! You've been missed.
DeleteYou've witnessed the "Singing Stones" of the Grand Canyon?
ReplyDeleteThis is a wonder-filled flight of imagination.
I have never seen the Grand Canyon, hopefully one day I will make it there. I have been a witness to the miracles of other stones. On this particular day the "rocky" cliffs spoke to me as I gathered 5 stones, stacking them just right to form a face in time.
DeleteAaah...There's nothing inanimate in this universe. 'He' has manifested Himself in every single atom. This is the idea of Vedanta. Reading this poem this idea struck me once again. So beautifully penned & love the photo.
ReplyDeleteYes, all things have energy and work together to do the "work" for creator.
DeleteI too love stones, and love this reflective poem about your own love for them.
ReplyDeleteThank you Rosemary, I have a. collection of stones that I believe hold energy. I am sure you do as well.
DeleteHi Truedessa - and then one splits the stones to discover fossils from long ago - weaving an even older story of life ... there's so much to see if we look ... wonderful poem - thank you - cheers Hilary
ReplyDeleteHi Hilary,
DeleteSo true, splitting stones reveals life form from another era. It gives us knowledge and perhaps a few secrets from the past.
Luv the depth and the intuitive voice in your poem Truedessa.
ReplyDeleteHappy you dropped by my Sunday Standard this week...
Much love...
Thank you Gilena! You had a lovely poem this week!
DeleteI have a particularly special rock that I put in my garden. It has googly eyes on it. I wonder what the stone's spirit feels about that?
ReplyDeletePerhaps, the spirit says now I have eyes to better see you!
DeleteA magical tribute to the power and presence of stones!
ReplyDeleteSuch a delicate poem, and a fine one to read over and over. Greetings.
ReplyDeleteI love this and I'm a believer of stones having spirits or energy.
ReplyDeleteIt's good to know others feel their energy.
DeleteOh, Truedessa ~ I loved this! Rocks speak to me, maybe differently from how they speak to you. I hold them in my hands, and they whisper the Earth's secrets to me. I scan them in the landscape, and they sing out the Earth's passions to me. I see the sweep of time and history. And when I see the traces of life within them, I can feel that life. So, it doesn't surprise me to learn that you sense their spirits!
ReplyDeleteHi Fundy, I enjoyed your comment all things have energy, so of course we can feel certain vibrations. They do indeed hold secrets to the past and the voice of Mother Earth can be heard if we truly listen!
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