Rock of Ages

Rock of Ages

As daylight kissed
the flowery fields
and the sun rose
over the hill
the planted stones
trembled once more
and birds scattered
amid their shrill
 
Ancient rocks
worn with age
standing in position
testing time
Shifting and leaning
with each shudder
of earth’s movement
and continuing rhyme
 
 
 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

In response to Sue Vincent's Weekly
Write/Photo Challenge

Word Prompt

Daylight - RDP