::]..Face of Stone..[::

Face of stone
unmoving, unfeeling
when I need from you
so desperately
sympathy
I got your face of stone
leaving me
cold and alone

Like those mysterious
forms staring out
towards the sea
you'd never look down
to see me
bent, bowing, & curled
In the dew of the fields
cold and alone

Here I will grow
to be weathered by your storms,
unshielded by your greatness
hidden in your shadow
stunned and stunted
by your massive magnificence
But (I'll love still)
Cold and alone
And I will grow
Like you, like stone.

I had this published in Darpan out of UIUC.