You stop and listen carefully
to a subtle speech
held within the sturdy
syntax of stones,
slowly at first,
then suddenly as a summer storm,
you arrive surrounded
by blessed silence
in a communion of solitude
SUCH RAUCOUS STILLNESS
spoken by granite,
basalt and limestone
unbidden
into the hearth and haven,
this hidden heart
of your truest home.
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