The singing stones

16 Aug


The river flowed on
Lying on the river bed
The stones surrendered
Of itself
Bit by bit.

The years moved on
Where Time’s reins led
And the stones marvelled
At themselves
And their grit.


Posted by on August 16, 2013 in Nature, Poetry, Reflections


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9 responses to “The singing stones

  1. surekh

    August 31, 2013 at 8:26

    …And the stones marvelled
    At themselves……Beautifully said ….keep blogging

  2. Jamie Dedes

    August 30, 2013 at 8:26

    A peaceful and natural moment in time. I like it very much


    August 29, 2013 at 8:26

    Perfectly fits into its skin… there is a song in it that sings ! Very lovely!

  4. Personal Concerns

    August 17, 2013 at 8:26

    Uff!! What a powerful piece!!

    Loved it!

    • dreamingthruthetwilight

      August 17, 2013 at 8:26

      Thank you. I haven’t been regular in reading your posts or those of others. Bad me. But in my defence I had a lot of stuff going on. Will have more time now.

  5. P C Jain

    August 17, 2013 at 8:26

    short and sweet


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