If we were masons
we would see,
how in every stone
dwells the heart
of libraries, compassion
and cathedrals
and bridges closing chasms.
yet we cease to listen
to the granite’s heartbeat
building prisons
walls to set apart,
and castles
for their dying hearts.
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October 4, 2021
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This is sadly true, Bjorn. I like the imagery you use.
I love this imagery: to the granite’s heartbeat. If only we can see more of the heart, compassion and bridges, instead of prison walls.
So beautiful, Bjorn. I love that surprise rhyme there at the end, especially.
A great song choice for your inspiration, Björn. You also examined the idea of hearts trapped within stone. I love the idea of buildings having spirits: it really does feel that way in some ancient places (such as libraries, of course!)
the sculptor and the poet know that heart – as you just proved!
“bridges closing chasms”. – wonderful
“we cease to listen
to the granite’s heartbeat”
It feels as if we have been deaf for a very long time.
Oh, I love this, Björn–the granite’s heartbeat. Yes, what stone would choose to be a prison?
I remember reading somewhere about how Michelangelo saw into the marble, choosing the right piece for the particular job.
Yet even prisons are built by stonemasons. It must break their hearts.
“in every stone/dwells the heart…”of what it might bring forth. It remnds of the Michelangelo quote about the statue of David “I saw the angel in the marble and carved until I set him free.” You let us see the hidden, and feel the living heartbeat of creation, good or ill.
This is exceptional, Bjorn. Such depth!
If we listen even the stones will speak. Nice.
Thanks for the music.
Much💜love
Even after we fashion them, assign them roles they may or may not appreciate, they continue singing to us, eh? Fine work, BR.
Excellent piece. I almost wrote about stone cutters and sculptors, but went off a different jag. Castles could good or bad for the emotional stones.
As I read your great poem, I had to think of the Keystone that holds two sides together bridging the gap…. I believe we need more Keystones in this world of ours.
Good stuff, Bjorn.
Love this Bjorn!
if we were masons’
i love your openimg
Oh my! Very poignant and thought provoking Bjorn!
Very well written poem Bjorn.
If were masons perhaps, we would be more connected to the stones and their various textures. Actually, feeling the heart of the stones in each project.
A very thought provoking poem. Stone has no choice in what it will become.
This is beautifully expressed.
“If we were masons
we would see,
how in every stone
dwells the heart
of libraries, compassion
and cathedrals
and bridges closing chasms.”
If only we could embrace this possibility.
If only we could hear the heartbeats of stones! Profound writing, Björn.
Perfect!
So, true, if only we humans understood and followed it evry time.
Listening to the world around us is pehaps a dying skill? Profound poem, Björn.
It makes me think that, to a large extent, the same is true for almost everything that mankind gets its hands on… very wisely framed!
❤
David
So much here–how compassion and skill, or their refusal, affect how we see the world, both positively and to our sorrow. Deftly done.
This strikes very close to home here in NYC, where our prisons have become places to go and die while waiting for trial. (K)
The world could use more compassion.
stones are used for so many things …
Within each stone lies a heart…..perhaps that was the genius of a Michelangelo — he could feel the heart beating even from the raw stone and his art was to uncover it so all could appreciate.