A pile of rocks
dry stacked
squared by cornerstones
gathered one by one
from the riverbed
floodwaters soon will
scatter them
swallow them whole
Not
before its purpose
lives
as marker
as remembrance
commemorating
significance ~
epic happenings
of seeing
believing
trusting
knowing
loving
noticing
It is well
rests here at my
Western Wall
leaving
notes
tears
prayers
in the cracks
an altar
to see in my mind's eye~
if I look back
or travel
this way
once again
6 comments:
A Pile of Rocks that is very moving in its simplicity and evocation of feeling.
This is beautiful. It pulls me in.
Look at the flow of the floodwaters in the third stanza!
kathleen this is such a powerful statement of remembrance.
it takes me back to some of my favourite passages of old testament scripture.
Thank you Maureen, Claire, Glynn and Erin. Appreciate it.
how did i miss this!
i just can not keep up, but, thanks to glynn's community writing, i got to see it.
i love smooth rocks that fit in my hand.
and their shape...i can't help it, it is so simple and pretty.
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