A mighty dream....
In the heart of a stone
any stone
a dream of the mountain
still lives its feeling..
of how it was
once..long ago..
part of the whole mighty
cloud touching
giant rock mass
stretching to the summit
kissing the sky
and how now…
it only sits amidst rubble…
strewn thru aeons...
worn down
by wind and rain
yet still….it dreams
a mighty dream.
