I saw a stone from an ancient time
revealing some rocky time line
now embedded in an earthen urn;
although its story I could not discern.
As I wandered curious as a cloud
methought I discerned a rocky shroud
entombing some ancient planetary story
forever disclosed in stony glory
a story of metamorphic trauma;
it had brought forth some ancient drama.
Yet as I wandered further and farther
I came upon an ancient Grandfather.
Beneath his stony Blue Ridge slumber
I revisited our ancestral wonder.
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