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ODE TO THE STONE
For a writing workshop I hosted recently at the Polish Baha'i Summer School, we practiced attention to detail by silently studying a stone for 5 minutes.Then we wrote an ode to our muse.
Ode to the Stone
I have been placed here by the hand of God just like you
Like you, I am made of both rough and smooth
Like you, I wear bruises marked by the careless and not-so-careless steps of others
Like you, I feel safe in the darkness of my earthliness
It's a bit cold down there but so familiar and full of company
But, alas dear, here our common ground ends
For here you lie in my hand
Here I think of you, but you not of me
Here you wait for my will
Will I use you to break bones? Throw you at others like words of hate and prejudice?
Will I leave you absentmindedly like trash which fills the rivers?
Or will I make you the cornerstone of a temple?
Crown you a stepping stone as I scale the heights of victory?
Will I cherish you for this and only this...
That you have been placed here by the hand of God just for me.
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