Liilia Talts Morrison

Gold Star - 4,968 Points (August 20,1937 / Estonia)

The Rock - Poem by Liilia Talts Morrison

I strolled along the street one day
And saw a coral rock
Among a sea of little plants
And when I stopped I heard a chant
The rock began to talk

I am the center of this plot
Protecting weeds and shrubs
I hold the landscape in firm grip
Shelter from storm and windy whips
The strength, the source, the hub

I moved along and wondered how
My earthly lot could find
A strong and firm foundation stone
Preventing bad seeds often sown
On paths now undefined

Back home I opened an old book
Ignored for many years
It spoke of vineyards, gates of gold
And things that can't be sold
Of washing feet with tears

Soon I was kneeling on the floor
Hands reaching to the sky
The straggling vines of my life torn
Frail flowers withered and forlorn
Soil sandy and bone dry

Then I recalled that wayside rock
That whispered words profound
If things that never spoke can talk
Or blind can see or lame can walk
I might find holy ground.


Comments about The Rock by Liilia Talts Morrison

  • Margaret O Driscoll (1/7/2016 1:38:00 PM)


    The Rock, profound piece, it's a delight to find one special poem in any poet's list, but to see so many special poems by one poet is amazing (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 26, 2012

Poem Edited: Monday, August 27, 2012


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