Reflections on Stone

Look at stone; this perfect stillness.

It is heavy, it resists time.

However stone has a language.

Stone participates in the movement of the world.

With this mineral, the sculptor plunges into ancient time

where life was other, where men were other.

Stone breaths, holding all past life.  It is close to trees.

Sculpting stone is entering into time past

and, perhaps, also, her future.