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…