I love rocks
I love them big
I love them small
I see (a) character in each one
they embody wisdom
some would say they're
silent
but on a still desert afternoon
when the sun warms their walls
they whisper
what they have to tell
to anyone listening
what they have to share
is as ancient as they are
the creator knows
their purpose
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