Eternally

This poem is a quiet celebration of Being.

I Was A Rock Once

I was a rock once.

Solid, Strong, Patient, Calm

And very, very happy.

I was huge.

The world moved ever past me,

And my heart sang.

All the life in the world was a part of me,

And my heart danced.

Summer breezes tickled

The tiny crystals of my edges

And I hummed.

Winter winds cast sand against my sides

Smoothing, sculpting me.

And nothing, Nothing

Disturbed my infinite bliss, my rockness, my Self.

My face to the world was a steep, granite cliff

With ledges, nooks and crannies.

A dense, northwestern forest blanketed my back.

Ocean waves broke and played

Upon the rocky shores at my feet.

And all the while I watched

And remembered

And hummed.

El/2004