Stone Poem by Barry Middleton
Stone
in the end life is swept clean
like the polished stones
of a spring water creek
elements of happiness and pain
drift downstream
leaving behind the stolid soul
like a stone it does not feel
like a child it waits
like an old man it observes
my hands embrace the waters
I wash my fevered brow
a stone gazes upon a stone
A soul within a stone. It is an interesting metaphor and makes sense to me. A stone gazes upon a stone is difficult to read, yet comforting at the same time. Beautiful metaphorical write.
Thank you. When death looms one call feel quite numb. Like stone. And those spring creeks of my childhood hold a special meaning for me.
Very powerful write the metaphors bittersweet I enjoyed the cool waters of the poem after all death is but a heart beat away and we go on the journey alone 10++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/18/2024 11:06:14 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A great conclusion of one's life.In an icon the feeling we get from this world!