The Silence of Stone

 
In this Garden of green and Growing,
I had forgotten the silence of stone,
Thrusting towards the yearning sky...

All falls away,
Held in the stones embrace.

Azure ribbon high above,
The memory of ages,
Opened by the subtle movement
of moisture and hoarfrost and soil.

Lips once pressed together,
Parted to share their inner secrets.
Eyes closed,
    Roots deep,
Whispering to straining ears.

Generations,
    Palms pressed in prayer
against the bones of the earth,
Breathing in the sanctity,
Pilgrims footsteps...
     
Deep,
    Deeper....

Into the silence of stone.