Stones that altars made.
Stones with names engraved.
Memorial stones
That are a sign.
And those that form a line,
Boundary stones.
Building stones,
Precious stones.
And chiseled from the mountaintop,
Stone for tablet law.
And among the sheep,
Five round, smooth stone,
That are swung, then flung.
Stones that are not bread
Stones for throwing
Stones for stoning,
Stones that could cry out.
The singing stones
That felt the weight
Of colt and Jesus feet.
Stones for rolling,
And a cornerstone,
That will make us stumble.
All for living stones,
Lively, living, precious,
Temple Stones that do cry out
And sing.
Beautiful
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