Tuesday, February 10, 2015

Three Stones


For Tobias,
For Micah Stone


Child
I give you
three stones
a trail
    to lead you
            home.


One.
Gabbro.
Dark brooder
    Forged
from the molten center
    shaped by
the weight of the earth.
To remind you
that your burdens
    those fiery depths
are what made you.


Two.
Jade.
For purity, luck, prosperity.
A royal comma
    a grand
        caesura
Your story is not yet complete.
This is your history
    dynasties of shamans, kings, and mystics.
A talisman
    to ward you.
An ornament
    to adorn you.


Three.
Agate.
아기. Baby.
This is you
Stone Child.
Cast off
plain brown
    Forgotten.
But within
    cracked open
    a geode
dazzling brilliance
crystallized in perfect pattern
meticulous bands of dark and light
complex combinations of
opacity transparency
precious stone indeed.


Child
I leave you
three stones
    三
a sacred shrine
a lasting prayer
To remind you
of your ancient orogenies
of how you will endure.