Rocky   Stone

 It was a big rocky stone standing on

Mighty mountain long years ago

Covered with ice and snow on surface,

When the sunshine came in power

Melted ice formed water and started flowing

Down moving the rock a little by little

The rocky stone was as big as one cannot lift

Easily, but flow of water as a stream made it

To roll, carrying all the way of its movements

The unshaped rocky stone lost its shape on

Rolling with the surface and colliding

With similar ones

Since the water flow was heavy enough to become

As river the Rocky stone moved faster and loosing

Its weight by grinding with the other mass

Having moved a long way no wonder the rocky stone

Became very smaller and small to the measure of an egg

In shape

The shape is now fine and surface is appearing polished

One can easily take it and hold in palm

And would like to possess and preserve on

A working table for any use

It is quite nature that was appearing very big and it is tiny one

Just as my vision that big things will appear small one

When seeing at a long distance,

One who are in their high Status may fall down to common level just that of rocky stone And these are all by nature

And philosophical happenings         -Ayyan-     18062010