Stone

[Quixilated]

Stone

I have become a stone.
I wrapped myself in silent contemplation 
and the rest of the world fell away. 
Time passed 
and I sank down into the earth, 
forgetting 
and forgotten.

I heard voices floating on the wind, 
and I was unable to reply.  
In time they faded away.  
I wanted to tell them 
not to be angry with me.  
I wanted to tell them 
I would answer if I could.

But I am a stone.
Everything breaks against my silence.  
At night the cold moon is a silent friend.  
We are two stones together, she and I, 
pale sentries keeping watch over the night.

I wish I could remember how to be alive again.