Thursday Poem

“Jade is praised as being precious
but its strength is being stone.”

Lao Tzu

I will be stone
hardened of ancient sediments
serene in countenance
solitary of form
correction of symmetry
earth will shrug me up
expose me
blows may chip me
cold may crack me
but little will reduce me
gentleness may round me
years of stroking dust
eras of aimless water
lichen’s eternal appetite
I will rest a bird
guide a stream
knit a road
skip a lake
punish an infidel
I will lie low
costing stumbles
that I will not feel
and curses
I will not hear
I will have no standing
regret no past
fear no future
own no thing
but silence
by John Hart