Eggs of Stone
by
coondogk9


A stone unturned
is a book unread.
The pages of life reveal
wonders of an ancient past.

Formed in the dust of
a cosmic generation.
Imprints of a lost time
bring dreams of life.

The puzzle of our
imagination now a picture.
The paint of the creator
splashed in depth.

Eons of a casting mold
forgotten worlds.
Microbes incubate to
eggs of reborn stone.


May our own words be in stone
lest the sands drift away.
Save the dust of your minds
that we may again be found.


Vision Quest
2002 T Lovett


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