Hi all,
I found this poem I posted in 2013 here on my blog. Most of you were not reading me back then….so I hope you enjoy it today:)
From Stone
It started out as stone, with the Sculptor peering in the window
a stone- piece placed upon a board, a game of chess,
and a bit of unsure give and take while waiting for a train.
It takes time for stones to smooth in waves or gifted hands;
it takes the patience of an Artist to carve a masterpiece,
from stone… from only stone.
Oh the chiseling had its painful parts along with aching joy,
skilled fingers leaving gashes, excess caution tossed away.
The slab was smaller now and it began to shine and then refine,
with just one blow so carefully placed, it broke right into two.
Two from one were fashioned, as the Artist’s vision grew,
and many angles tried and cast aside, to see the two align.
Oh the thinning had its painful parts along with aching joy,
to place them on the edge would be to invite them both to fall.
So delicate, as if blown by breath, how quickly they would shatter.
There was nothing left of stone, just glass, transparent, and reflecting.
If one fell on top the other, it would be the end of both, so vulnerable and sheer,
and they became like precious jewels, when moonlight rose to hold them.
The Artist was their owner and he chose to put them far from harm.
He hid them in His chess game, with the board so firmly on the table.
Most people looking in would not even be aware that they were there.
Stable in the center of the table, they were outside the game that was being played,
hidden in plain sight, two crystal figurines that would cry and sing with just a finger
running down their middle. How could it be, they were once made from stone?
from stone… from only stone.
Karima Hoisan
October 21st 2013
Costa Rica
Digital Rabbit Hole 
Love this one. 🙂 Over a decade ago, wow!
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Ahh yes Dale…all was new and fragile and wonderful:)
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i love the poem!🥰❤️👍🏼
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I’m thrilled you do soulkin 💕🤗💕
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Una joya guardada para momentos como este. Mi madrugada me permite seguir las huellas del hacedor de ilusiones convirtiendo la piedra en cristal. Mientras exista tu inspiración, habrá poesía. Voy a besar la distancia y dejarte una rosa en tus sueños. Dulce despertar Karima.
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Definitivamente Manuel!…qué alegría a despertarme y ver tu rosa y tu comentario tan dulce:) aquí al para de mi cama. Pues que la poesí y la inspiración fluye como un río dentro de nos dos. Ojala´que nunca termina mi amigo:) Qué tengas un día felíz y productivo:)
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Te escribo para que las palabras trasciendan y capturen tu día a día y así, mi sueño se hará realidad aunque tu presencia sean tu voz y tus letras.
Vez? Qué fácil resulta inspirarse cuando se trata de tí.
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Manuel…además de un gran poeta…que hombre mas encantador eres:):) 🌹
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A beautiful idea Karima.
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Shokran habibity, I am very happy you enjoyed this little poetic piece. Thank you always for commenting!
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My pleasure dear sister.
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I find it amazing that chess sets so often tell a hidden story and how even the basic set reflects a view of society. I love he way artists have expressed their talents throufgh just a few pieces. This is a lovely poem.
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I agree David and I too find them fascinating, although I play badly. As a metaphor for the game of Life they work well…strategies, plans, that sometimes are realized and sometimes not…How good it feels to be not part of it…just safely hidden in the middle:):)
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This is a wonderful poem, filled with metaphors and beauty, Karima and it’s my first time reading it. I love the beauty of the marble and how it shimmers melding light and love into you fine crated words!!! xo
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What fun you read my Stone poem..yes I had guessed many had never seen it… It does use metaphor and God’s plans…how lucky to be a willing pawn in His game:) Thank you for your beautiful comment.
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How beautiful!
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