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