Literary Section XVI - Stonetell

Well, I have not written here in months (since June in fact) and I am finding it difficult to delegate subjects and most importantly, find time to write in any of my three blogs. I do update them from time to time but the fact of the matter is that I am not writing nowhere near half of what I want.

At any rate, rummaging through my files I found a piece of poetry written during a more depressing time but still, halfway decent, so I decided to post it here and see what happens. If, at some point, I manage to organize my time and ideas in a more effective fashion, there is plenty to write about. Until then, enjoy (I hope). 

Stonetell

Always there,
going nowhere
There I lie
as hours, days and years go by

Down the path that's crooked
down the path that's just
down the path that's marked
or down the path you're lost

Always there,
going nowhere
There I lie
as hours, days and years go by

Stay a moment and upon me gaze
or in haste pass me by,
in happiness's rosy haze
or in sadness as you cry

Always there,
going nowhere
There I lie
as hours, days and years go by

Rest upon me smiling
or wash me in your tears
let me hear your laughter ring
or have me share in your fears.

Always there,
going nowhere
There I lie
as hours, days and years go by

  Remember or forget me,
here I lie unmoved
unless by another's hand removed
Roll as thunder or strike like lightning,
to silence I return
to wait at another road's turn
Love or hate me,
here I remain
to be well met or never again

Praise or scorn
little difference does it make
with each passing season's morn,
waiting for Death your life to take

Always there,
going nowhere
There I lie
as hours, days and years go by
for I am but a stone
that stands alone
as travelers come and go by
waiting for my own time to die.

Cheers,

Speedgrapher