a stone griffin
stern of heart
untouched
by exultant love
sits upon high
sits upon eves
in stone judgment
in heart of stone
face carved
in stone
emotionless
heartless
looking down
all passes
beneath sight
beneath grasp
look up
bodies inflamed
with emotions
passionate
we might miss
the light,
shining forth
from stars,
if we
do not,
raise
our heads,
to greater
expectations
emboldened
stellar blaze
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
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a judge with a heart of stone, the imaginative power here, reminds of Lewis and 'Through the Looking Glass'