To Be A Stone

Oh to be a stone

Silent and unmoving

Witness only to the present

Each bloody birth of morning

Each new phase of the moon

 

Oh to be a stone

Not a worry could it carry

Not self-aware, in bliss it it lies

Unbothered by the breathless fear

of loss and pain and death

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