Chris Moriarty – Spin State
There was a man who had a stone that sang, they told me. Everywhere I went they talked about this stone. Where it came from. What it meant. How he came to find it.
They told me there were cathedrals in the earth’s dark places. Rooms where the glass bones of the world hold silence like a river, where stones whisper the secrets of the earth to each other. And those who hear them stay and listen and sleep and die there.
But a few come back. They walk out of the mountains singing. With stones in their hands.
This is what they told me, but I never found the man.
~ Chris Moriarty