Stones come from fire found beyond the boundaries of our world
Fire are the stones
rains drop upon our heads, the tears of angels, crying when beauty breaks
Joyed when it reforms, igneous rock
hot molten lava
Found in the iris of they eye
all the secrets no one knows
dizzy from the swirl, the eyes find the light
Watch it like a star exploding
releasing atomic energy.
Travels down to the Earth and sit on a mountain
From the mountain it travels, rivers, streams, brooks
from the angels’ tears
found a fish in the glittered water
black scales, under the tree.