What have you seen, what have you seen
Great stone that stands on the mountain
Your term is much longer than mine
Your view is much broader than mine
What have you seen?
I have seen much that's come and gone
I have seen birds, and heard their song
All that I've seen I have gathered within
Come, touch me and learn what I know
What have you seen, what have you seen
Sparkling rose that blooms 'neath my window
Such a short time is given to you
Such a small space encompasses you
What have you seen?
I have made love with spiders and bees
In return I give scent to the breeze
My soft petals will fall full of sweet memories
Come touch them then you, too, will know
And I do know that here within me
Are the views of the stone and the heart of the rose
Between them I walk, united with each
Calling their wisdom my own
Copyright © 2010 Mary Beth Watt. All rights reserved.
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Beautiful poem! It is interesting to give stones "equal time" as roses, which are so much more written about in poetry and song. Your poem made me really think about the "wisdom of stones". I hope that it is okay that I shared this with an artist friend of mine, as it reminded me of one of her art pieces. Thanks for sharing your talent. :) Dave
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