Split Stone 2 - Poem by Charles Garcia
Driving through the gorge the split stone
Again I see.
And I wondered what it is to go back in time,
And just what it all means.
Reminding me of creation when this rock was
Perhaps, a grain of sand lying on the bottom
Of a sea.
If I had eyes to see, and mind to know,
That this grain of sand would be,
As in my hand a single grain I hold.
Will man ever truly understand?
Written by Charles Garcia
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