Month: July 2020


we are but two stones
rounded smooth
by the running stream
in which destiny
without guile or method
sought to place us

here we are these stones
brought from beneath
to wear and wane
toward sweet oblivion
by those same elements
which brought us together

we were but two stones
but now are dust
from eddies we became
the stuff of creation
and mingled as one
in this stream of forever