Charmed Chaos
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The Rock Remembers
“Geologists have a saying – rocks remember.” -Neil Armstrong
What does this rock dream while it sleeps in the sun?
Does it recall wooly mammoths that once trod this land
can the rock remember its birth and how it came to be
Was it once in a green flowing river that honed with gritty sand,
then etched and shaped it into a heart of weathered grey stone
Is this rock’s only destiny to never beat or understand
what loving someone with all your heart means
yet it can remember the beginning of you and me?
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
Author’s Note: I enjoy collecting rocks, stones, crystals and minerals. I found this one on a walk last year and first wrote about it here: Heart-Shaped Stone
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Yes i do luv the ponder in this poem
Thanks for dropping by my blog
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Thank you Gillena!
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I am convinced they remember, their beginnings, the stories we attach to them…
Love the poem and the image, too!
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Thank you Magaly!
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They have plenty of stories etched in them. They sure remember. Love that stone….
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Thank you Sumana!
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thanks Chuck!
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I absolutely love, love this poem especially; “Was it once in a green flowing river that honed with gritty sand, then etched and shaped it into a heart of weathered grey stone.” ❤️
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Thank you Sanaa!❤️
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