Stoned 2

sit with me in the river bed
contrast the turbulent never
ending flow above our head

sit with me in a circle with our sisters
steadfast we fence flames flickering

sit with me as days strobe by
seasons waffling hot and cold
watch forests sprout then die

sit with me and feel the ground
that hum’s the long song of stillness
that the stone people found.

 

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May is rehash, rework, rewrite.  Picking through the april showers, to try and find a few may flowers.  ship me off to new lands, ideas, emotions.

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