Please God, Make Me A StoneA Poem by DeirdrePlease God, make me a stone. So that I can feel the water wash over me And so that I can become part of the stream, Instead of an island begging to drown. Erase my skin from my bones So that I can more easily blend with the foam Of a thousand undying dreams That sprang from a lake I cannot see Take my eyes and numb my nerves So that I no longer need to see or to feel Keep my heart, if you must But let it beat with the rush of the current Let me rest Peacefully, blissfully, under the Thrashing torrent of beauty and fear. Let me pass unknown to the Flame and the sky Slowly eroding until I am claimed By nothing.
© 2009 DeirdreAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on August 30, 2009 Last Updated on August 30, 2009 AuthorDeirdreNew Paltz, NYAboutHi. I'm Deirdre. I don't really write that often, but I try. Criticism is super encouraged. more..Writing
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