Stone’s Child

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 Dust from the graves of time-dead stars

congeals within the magma of a planetary core,

Is delivered of  a  molten womb

against the will of   jealous gravity,

devolved from star-dust to  stone.


The child of stone is born blind, dumb,

and helpless as star-dust, yet asks why

we sing and weep, find and lose  one another

on a rock whirling between the poles of infinity.


The sculptor seeks whatever hides within the stone,

aware that  only what’s  unseen is real.

Stone’s child knows that nothing  real

can be confined within our universe and  time.

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