When Stones Die

Like ruins after an earthquake

is how her mind and heart felt,

her foundations crumbling into a maze of rubble,

which became a puzzle impossible to decipher.

 

Inside she falls into a bottomless well

filled with a cesspool of emotions,

there was no justice or rainbow after the storm.

 

Stones had always been the shelter of her life

a place where she had felt safe from harm,

secure against every danger

 

This was a moment

no thoughts were deep enough to heal,

yet on that journey she strolled

farther and farther inside

so desperate for it all to make sense.

 

Even now she could see his face,

the father she had shut out of he life

following that argument over choice of husband.

 

But when her daughter

kept asking about grandfathers

after her husband died in an accident,

something tugged within.

By tearful reunion

they had slowly torn down the walls,

how she thought they would have years

since he had has always been a pillar.

 

Sickness didn’t care

just as they started to create

this new house of love,

cancer took his life.

 

Now she sits and struggles

over the lost years

it make take forever to accept

when stones die.