Weekend Trip x2 #Poetry

 

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We seemed to be the only people

Sitting in this sun filled cathedral of tall trees

The rock warm beneath me

The space whispered of ancient times

Secrets I wish I could hear

I wondered if the stone I held would speak to me

I heard a loud splash, as if a stone

had been thrown into the river

Looking carefully, I could see no one

I took this as my answer

The stone was mine

I held it in my hand like a sacred treasure, a gift

I wonder what secrets

it might whisper to my waiting mind

I might have to wait a while

As I am not good at meditating

If anything comes, I will let you know…

©Anita Dawes

 

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