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Like a Stone

Poetry By: Ian Dawn

I was thinking about th elife cycle of a stone and this popped out of my head in about 5 minutes so forgive me if it has issues.

Submitted:Apr 17, 2012    Reads: 79    Comments: 15    Likes: 5   

Like a polished stone I have a life

My time starts from heat and strife

The pressure it moulds and shapes

And leaves me part of a huge landscape


But as time passes I find my way

And in one spot I rarely stay

With the wind and rain as my guides

I take on new facets in huge strides


Time is nothing but fire and ice

With the passing I lose another slice

My outer shell is cracked and worn

And from my birthplace I am torn


I am now only half that what I used to be

And there is less and less for you to see

But I am unique, an individual to behold

A gem I was thousands of years past told


I had started out to be loose and earthly

But a millennium of life and now I'm wealthy

I have lived and seen a million seasons

To see man evolving with unknown reasons


And as a simple stone I found my way

To be with my family where I will stay

A precious gem never more to be alone

Not a bad ending for a humble stone


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