Shining alone.
Ancient yet unique.
Nothing has its exact shape.
Its caverns and cavities and edges
hold the secrets of infinite
years drifting from place to place,
kicked in the sides by a foot or two,
then settling down to shelter the minute
bottom dwellers of the sub terrain.
Infamous shoes have crushed its
solid sediment. You and I and Abraham Lincoln.
A rock, inanimate, yet geriatrically
Breathtaking.
