Stones

Stones
stone people
crumbling down
where it all starts
where it all ends

circles to be fulfilled
passive gravity, or strong will

the journey start was on the mountain
the journey way peculiar and sharpen

winds and rains
convinced them towards it
the most vounerable travel
leads to the most superb of choices

and the travel beggins
lots of sharp edges on the way
many cracks among the rocks
all the way dow mountain and hills
there comes the salvation of cool water

crystal blue, transparent and clear
all laid out on the shore , patient angel
for the traveling stones to be saved from danger

stones , cluelry warm stones
travelers in time and space to the shore

some will vanish in the gaps of the rocks
other shall remain steady on a sharp point of the way

but those to keep up their way to the shore
their shape fearless to the change of time
crossing hills and rivers, they shall be reborned

they shall leave the road touch smoothen their sharp ends
they shall patiently straggle to the salvation warmth of the shore
they shall taste the salty crystal water, every drop of it

Stones , might they be
fate and will, way and pain
sun and rain, falling down or raise...