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The Plaintive Song of a Stone

Nolo Segundo

If I could but feel,

I would feel the warmth of the sun

upon my cold, featureless face....

If I could but touch,

I‘d touch the grass I lay on

and revel in its texture like

a little happy king....

If I could but smell,

all the flowers of the world

would be mine—roses and

daisies and even orchids

would be an endless delight.

If I could but hear,

then all nature would be

my own symphony, the birds

rejoicing, the bees buzzing,

dogs barking, rolling thunder,

a continuous music to my soul....

If I could but see--ah, what would

a stone see? The deep and ever

breathing beauty of the world? Or

would I see the unraveling of it by

that other sentient being who burns

its forests and dumps what cannot

dissolve in a thousand years into

earth’s proud, awesome oceans...?

But I would treasure my newfound

mind, and seek to thank the Being

that could make even a stone see

and feel and hear and think and

even, in time, perhaps love....

Oh how then I would pity those

born with eyes and ears yet

unable or perhaps unwilling to SEE,

living their lives scurrying about

like blind, deaf and dumb rats

while the Eternal Light bathes all.

Nelson | stock.adobe.com

Founder’s Favourites | March 2022—Issue 18 | 18

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