Tuesday 27 December 2016

Rock My World

Stalwart bastion of ancient wisdom
Edifice of human longing
For immortality

Adorning the square

Drawing life from the four directions

Still will anyone - stop to commune
With your timelessness?

Let alone each other!

Forged by an inferno of creation
The craftman's chisel
Aims to improve upon
The Master Artist of the cosmos.

Cold, hard granite
A superficial judgement
While at the core
Infinite energies in suspension
Where they can be animated
By the spark
Of an enlivening catalyst.

Your limitless all-knowing patience
Has out-lived countless generations

I pray that while I sit
That I can listen, as you speak.

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