Through Centuries Of June ( For Pinakini Naik) Poem by Dónall Dempsey

THROUGH CENTURIES OF JUNE
( for Pinakini Naik)

The stone
stood its ground.

And waited
for me to run

after it...

it had flown through the sky
attached to my cry.

Now it was asleep
in the sun

wrapped in its own
silence.

I grasped it
in a fist.

Let my warmth
enter it.

Then spoke to the stone
in the littlest of sound.

'Stone.? ' I addressed it
'Do you want to fly

again into the blue
of summer? '

The stone gave a little shadow
of a smile.

I took that
for its: 'yeSSSS! '

My hand flung it
to the far away.

Then: raced after
its parabola.

Time chased me
to a tree with a bird

trapped inside
its song.

My stone lay
at the tree's feet

awaiting the next
throw..

This world
of two

when friend stone
and I

played
with forever.

The great big blue
smiling with all of its summer.