A dog will dream about his walks,
and cats will dream in schemes,
the trees will dream of growing tall,
but stones... they have no dreams.
- a quatrain in ballad meter.
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Are you sure? Perhaps a stone dreams of its former glory as a Boulder? Or it's future as a grain of sand, before it becomes a part of the great infinity. Just wondering!
Posted by: Wendy Miller | 2017.04.25 at 08:16