If you want to be a child – which is to date life – turn to the stone.
Go up a mountain and listen to the conversation between the ions put into each rock bin.
Travel the sea and mix your fingers with a golden dust that you have been a mountain.
Take the perfect Ovel and hear the tragic assurance that the time can digest and even Boulder is heavy, smooth even with a sharp edge.
Roots forty feet on top of Carmeli is a large poetic poet and granite Karobinson Jeffers (January 1087 – January
The decade before Carl Jung made his famous tower of stone in Zurich and he composed of the back stone, Jeffers confirmed at Stonemason at the Stor House and Hawch Tower. As this rocky pule can be adjusted through its first country war, he began to make “stone love stone.”
Seeing the Stonecuts 'as the challenges taken with' and the poets as Psyche keys, he continued to pull the beach, holding time, longing, wrote about what he touched and what touched her.
Oh, dear rock
by Robinson JeffersWe stayed all night in the Ventana Creek, Top Pharke Phorm.
Rock walls and mountains ride the forest in the woods above our heads, Maple and Redwood,
Laurel, Oak, Madrone, up to Santa of Crist's upper and slender santa.
Of slide-rock to Star-Colour Precipices.We put stone stones and kept a little fire camp.
The past two or three red coals red in cool darkness; I placed a cletch of a bay-bay leaves
EMBE ends and heard dry sticks to them and laying down again. Updated flame
Lighting my son's son's face and his friend, and a cute face of beautiful wallpaper
Across the stream. The bright light grabbed fire breathing, seen by the trees' trunks: it was a rock wall
That impressed my eyes and my mind. There is no strange
It is well created with the endless attractiveness of slides and floods; no fern or lichen, naked rock … as if I was
To see the rock for the first time. As if I saw the glamorous glow of the flame into a reality and body
With a living rock. Nothing is boring … I can't
I told you how surprised: quiet enthusiasm, the deep beauty and charm of child: this tomorrow continues
Besides our possessions. It is here in the mountain like a baby smiling in the grave. I will die, with my boys
You will live again and die, our world will continue using its quick aconies of changing and acquisition; This year will die,
And wolves have lit in the snow around Bethlehem, this rock will be here, the grave, not only, not only:
So their atoms will be carrying all the mountain above: and I, many were full of centuries ago,
He heard his true reality about love and I wonder, this lonely rock.
A generation eventually, another massive poet left from the bed of an unpredicted city attempted to make sense of stone stone:
Stone
With Charles SimicGet inside the stone
That would be my own way.
Let someone else become pigeons
Or gnash with tiger tooth.
I'm glad to be a stone.From the outside of the stone is a stone:
No one knows in response.
However inside, it must be cool and quiet
Or a coward steps in the full weight,
Although the child throws it in the river,
The stone stops, slow, not answered
On the river down
When the fish arrive and knock
And listen.I have seen sparks flying
When two stones are anointed.
So maybe it's not dark inside of this;
Maybe there is a moon that shining
From one place, as if the hill –
Enough light to make
Unusual texts, Star charts
In the inner walls.
And even though “Creatures built by Planet Rocky Logic,” We also created the beauty of time, saved on the logic if we trust us.
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Forgiveness
by Maria PopovaMay the wave
Never tire hard hard
How much and more
He forgives a month
Daily Exile
and returned to turn
Mountains into sand
like you mean that,
You can also have
This is at home
You are with you healthy
This basic energy
of turning
Stone in heart
to the golden dust.
