Gathering Stones Together


Kenny Rogers sang, “You’ve got to know when to hold em, know when to fold em, know when to walk away, and know when to run.” For a country song, those are real words of wisdom that apply to all of life. The writer of Ecclesiastes said it this way; “There’s a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together.” Life is full of choices that forever change our future. It is so important to take control of your life and set the life direction you choose to go.

Winter of life
I value my family most
Precious stones


Today at d’Verse Poets Pub, Lillian reminded us of the importance of time. She shared Pete Seeger’s song, made popular by the Byrds, Turn, Turn, Turn. It is based on the passage from Ecclesiastes that says, “there’s a time for every purpose under heaven.” She asked that we chose one of the pairs of opposites and include them in a poem. I decided to write a haibun. using the discarding and gathering of stones together.

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Photos of the Cherokee Stone Wall at Banner Elk, NC: Dwight L. Roth

Living Among the Stones


We Live Among the Stones  

We live among the stones

Some rounded and smooth

Others sharp and jagged

Stones fresh and raw from upheaval

Laid bare by heat and pressure

Scorched and Broken

Stone surrounding the fossils of life

Embedded ancient remains

Relationships yet to be excavated


Stones in the river of life

Hard yet rounded smooth

Shaped by the flow of life

Stones cut and shaped to perfection

Stacked and fitted with keystone and arch


Support and strength for all above

Stones of beauty shaped with loving hands

Smoothed and polished

Exquisite beauty stately and cold

Stones of hurt hurled to harm

Smashing killing with devastating force

Leaving only piles of rubble behind

Stones of moraine crushed under ice

Laid bare by the receding foot

Cold snow pack fading fast in the sunlight

Precious stones forged with extreme heat

Pressures that forever change…

Leaving a greater metamorphic glory


Stones of love left in sweet memory

Of loved ones gone // lying among the stones

Now only names carved in stone


We are all precious stones

Jewels in our creator’s crown

Reflecting love and grace


Photos: Dwight L. Roth

For d’Verse open link night we can post any poem of our choosing. I chose this one because it describes how we live among so many and diverse peoples of the world. It also has personal connotations that apply to us as individuals as well.

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Here is another post on rocks from a spiritual perspective by fellow blogger David Alleman at Compost and Grace.

Mind Time Capsule


John Denver sang a song that said, “Some days are diamonds, some days ate stone.” This is true for all of us. Our minds are like the new Amazon recorder that records us even when it is off and supposed to be asleep. Memories can be wonderful and sometimes can be hell depending on what has transpired in our lifetime.

Mind Time Capsule

Memories are buried treasures found in a chest of time

Some are diamonds others stones all mixed together

Precious stones memories of special times

Moments of success and praises along the way

My fifteen minutes of fame flashes of glory

Stones of criticism sarcasm and hate

Hurled from small minds of low self-esteem

Names called labels imposed intending to box me in

Coming of age falling in love cut on the jagged edges

Diamonds of vows a veil and smiles all around

Rubies of children’s first entrance soft and red

Stones of words better left unsaid finding their mark

Stored away for future use as self defense

Pearls of aging parents moving on to their reward

A smile a touch a word of love

Tenderly placed in my treasure chest of time

Emeralds of stories that must be told

Pushing their way through the folds of my memory

Telling of days gone by some diamonds and some stones


Photo: Dwight L. Roth