A Marvel, A Stone

A Slab of White Marble
A blood red vein branches through
The contrast, bold and unmistakable
A marvel of the force, the pressure

Deep beneath the Surface
Unseen, until disturbed
Brought out, polished and paraded
The past, disintegrated

Unearthed, scathed
An entrenched history
Formed In amazement
Deep, varied colors

An undeciphered language
That speaks volumes
The past, the present
The treasure

The human, the stone
Formed and created
Polished and decimated
Revealed and recreated


Joe Allen
9 27 2011