Snow Stone

Quiet softness
Broken only by crunching travelers
Who must go out
Into the white

Zarathustra Stone

Given the battle of the natural world
I touched upon the lightness of being
Life in C major
The joy of perfect intervals

Sunset Stone

The sun is in the water
My feet are in the clouds

Road Stone

I leave again
Always leaving somewhere
Taking with me
The things I lug around
Painted on the pedestal
That roots me where I land


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Big Stone

I write stones
You send boulders
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Luna Stone

Now I see the moon
Until tonight
The sky was vacant

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Rose Stone

Symbols sit behind us
Vows and curses the ticket for admission
Old jokes and tales ride the night
Secrets unveiled