Among the stones
You see a stone
hard,stiff, rigid and old .
worthless " you say.
unwilling to recognize,realize .
What is hidden for millions years .
on a mountain top, and beautiful shore.
Gathering dust in order shield what in its core.
Waiting patiently, silently for an artist hands
to notice,touch, to undress ,to reveal its face.
As there are men with a heart of stone and there are stones with a heart of men…