THE STONE

I look upon a tiny stone
And wonder at its size
And think about the countless worlds
Borrowing this guise

Realms of life and consciousness
Upon these atom spheres
Where a moment in our time
Would take a million years

As I look I swear I see
A boy pick up a stone
To think about the worlds within
Some quite like his own

Another thought comes to my mind
I look up thru the skies
There amongst the whirling stars
Another pair of eyes

Looking down upon the stone
Resting in his hands
Wondering if there within
Lie other worlds and lands

~July 12, 1990