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| Quang Nguyen Vinh |
Sail On, Magic Stones
Each stone moves in similar fashion,
not by any diabolical arts,
nor deceit and trickery,
nor by people of the deep, the skies, or the seas.
Vast boulders,
moving atop mud, ice, water having the smoothness of glass,
drawn away from their stony rest
in the aftermath of
big and dark clouds that dropped moisture.
Substantial chunks of rock moving as great crafts
that sail over the land,
and can be counted on to settle
somewhere down Death Valley’s playa.
It’s been this way through the ages.
In a world full of sadness,
when the book of life seems in disarray,
we can watch this and fall into the memory
of one of the coolest events to ever be witnessed.
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| Linda Imbler |
Linda Imbler is the author of eleven paperback poetry collections and four e-book collections (Soma Publishing). This writer lives in Wichita, Kansas, with her husband, Mike the Luthier, and an ever-growing family of gorgeous guitars. Learn more at lindaspoetryblog.blogspot.com.
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