Rock of the Ages
Another great poem from my former neighbour Beverley Rock of the Ages Each stone, a living memory As I walk and wonder - Time and its space creates a story - Gazing openly asunder Every stone a piece of history Embedded and in its place I read, feeling, each ones glory Its strength, its grace What does it tell me? How can it tell you? That once it walked free, And once it flew. Wind and sea waves buffet Into skipping, dancing Alongside smaller pebble set With tumbling and prancing The core element sublime Waiting for its merger In a futuristic time Altering form to purpose Rock into grains of sand It surpasses all Attempting to understand Rock of the Ages Trodden ground Sung by the Sages Whose feet have touched It never gives up! Beverley Gill March 2022 RETURN TO LIST OF POEMS