Crushed Gems ------------------ Pale petals lie upon the path Where cold rain fell How many years did she pass by Trapped in a spell? The garden wakes upon us now With a sharp cent Of crushed stems and of broken soil Where her time went I see the white buds on the wood And the new weeds Fresh roots push through the dark wet earth Through the new seeds You rip me with thorns of the rose Cut through my skin Let this ache be a heavy mark Where years begin The sun strikes down the garden wall With a hard glare I want the sting of cool wild weeds In messy hair Scars on my hands from damp black dirt And the sharp stems Will keep me grounded on this soil Like crushed gems Crushed gems Crushed gems Grounded now Grounded now Grounded now --- "Crushed Gems" Copyright © 2026 Rick n' Stolti. All rights reserved. [email protected]
