stone-smile
the riverside rock
laments its mute existence
eyes open, it watches
the riverbank come to life
as lovers nestle
in the shelter of darkness
between walls of the winds
burbling waters wind their way
past the mute riverside stone
touching teasing
sometimes mocking
time arrives,beckons,summons
in a momentary lapse of reason
the stone uproots itself
to embark upon
its course of destiny
obliging time
forging desires, it races ahead
in search of new land
where stones too can smile.
Monday, July 28, 2008
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