“Stuck In Stone”
By Caryn Moya Block
For decades did we stand
My brother and I
Upon the site of our eternal rest.
Stuck in stone
All alone
Unable to go home.
Day turned into night
Night turned into day
Until even our names were forgotten.
Then one bright morning the children came playing
Dancing and screeching, running and laughing
Hope was awakened at last.
Then with a push and a shove
A wobble and turn, the statues fell
Broken….Open.
The children screamed and ran
Fearing their mother’s tongue
Except one little girl.
With a silent smile she watched
As we burst from our tomb
and into our father’s embrace.
With a wave and a laugh
She skipped down the path
As we turned to the light.
Finally free to move on
Our waiting long
Into the beyond.
Caryn Moya Block 