RIC S. BASTASA


The stone that he was looking for which he found and knocked him down


HE IS looking for something
years and years he is looking for something
which he found and which he cannot pick up and
claim it as his own

it is a stone and the stone wants to knock him down
it is the stone that he was looking for
years and years until all his hair have turned into silver
and this very stone that he found
that he love
is finally knocking him down

the stone has become its marker
and may he rest peacefully
forever

Submitted: Saturday, April 13, 2013
Edited: Friday, October 04, 2013

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