a song for stones

I have seen all that my eyes could see I have heard all that my ears could hear
I stood pondering without words that it is easy to see with the eyes of the mind
colors and shapes that you have already seen
you are just a fine photographic memory
it is easy to hear with the ears of your mind songs that you have listened to
you’re just an instrument spanning over a few octaves
you can even write new songs in your mind and you can imagine another world
created in your own image thus there’s nothing new under the sun
because God is one and only letting you grow old sense after sense
until the sparkle inside you is like sunset over snowfields

there is still time
a heavy philosophical dimension
there is the godliness of being alive in the shadow of a tall door
slammed into the wall

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