beaches may be sand,and rock,and stones,and boulders
In Cornwall,a whole beach of egg rocks(huge!
In desert- Uluru.Central jewel of Gondwanaland
You should not walk the Rock.You can enter her caves
Even Zen,there are daubings on walls too wise for eyes of age
Rock holds tight.Solid,still.At core-precious.Held,esteemed
Those little bright stones you wear?(borrowed brilliance)
There are Sacred Stones-some small as a Goddess sculpture,some large as life
Avebury,Stonehenge,Pyramids,Altars-all built in alignment
For every element becomes solidified in time
Every Standing Stone.Every Holy Altar.
This is why we pilgrimage.This is why we collect in Museums and Jewelry Stores
By the Light of Stones,we are buried.Roll Away The Stone!