Rock Talk

"We flew through the air,

catapulted by a volcanic impulse

of the earth. We have been

here for eons, reclining like

gathered sisters at tea.

Never a chance of moving,

but for the earth's motion,

no bird can lift us, the wind

can only erode us, man

can only contemplate us, or

write messages on our backs.

We are the rocks of leaning,

of learning, of resting on the

earth, our travels done,

yet not over, washed by the rains,

warmed by the sun."

P.S. Inspired by Heather's library of ABC Alchemy,

I asked these rocks to talk, so they told their story (grin:-))

copyright Monika Roleff 2006.