stone speaks to stone <br />when stone becomes statue <br />with our old bones <br />they are left alone <br />to commit to long cycles <br />of surroundings and moment <br />oblivious the awarenesses <br />rigidly coming to life <br />a will of projection <br />there loud rubbing movements <br />they give what their silence <br />had sought to corrupt <br />and all and ever of what once was <br />relieved of their patience <br />when shades are not theirs <br />for shades tell no story <br />from a great spell <br />they have names to point <br />and lives to initiate <br />in the law of the land <br />for stone spoke to stones <br />with a great spell <br />their places alive <br />we bear their wishes<br /><br />jonathan Juarez<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/stone-speaks-to-stone/
