mortality

Stone’s Child

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Dust from the graves of time-dead stars

waits in the magma of a planetary core,

is delivered of earth’s molten womb

against the  will of a  jealous gravity,

 

unaware it’s only inert stone,

as blind and dumb as dirt,

but wonders why things sing and weep,

on a rock whirling between infinities.

 

A  sculptor imagines stone’s child

can be chiseled free to take part

in a conversation about eternity

among mortal children of mortal stars.