Hugging Stones (and the Reason of Poetry)

Unstated, i -

would say to you

that words are,

in and of

themselves, dead -

like stone markers

pointing to

an Intuition Living

behind the stone.

Unstated, i -

would also say to you

that your desires are,

in and of

themselves, like words -

try and have the Courage

(now and then) to

peek behind

the stone.

If it's True

that we have all lost a Love -

then by and by

we'll surely see

we too

are pointing stones

where is God

behind,

Standing Like A Tree