FROZEN IN STONE
Harpist’s glide their fingertips
light, across the strings
touch a thousand cords
and touch but one, in me.
The purest sound of
Heaven’s tender sighs
I listen, mesmerised.
I weep for you
in trickles that fall
from those pools in my eyes.
the sad moments
the best moments
those perfect moments
If forever was frozen in stone
love could still leave a stain
that history would never
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The pic is of something that’s always intrigued me. The Rosetta Stone.
Three ancient languages all on that one tablet. Amazing!
The top section contains ancient Egyptian hieroglyphs, the middle portion, Demotic
(a lower class, everyday Egyptian script) and the lowest portion is Ancient Greek.
Because it presents essentially the same text in all three scripts
(with some differences between them), it provided the key to the modern understanding of Egyptian hieroglyphs.
Always loved his(her)story
The prose is a mix of thoughts of how stone contains a ‘history’ all of its own, with or without writing on it and, what stories it could tell if it could speak but also, that (Unlike paperback books) something written in stone is very hard to erase even through millennia.
*Still working my way around this new WP.org settings. It seems to free spam checker was telling people that a one word comment wasn’t long enough *Rolls eyes* So, I got rid of it and went over to akismet to check for spam again. Hope it didn’t put anyone off from leaving any comments.