Ancestors of stone

Ancestors Of Stone

I listened for ages

To the whispering of aeons

No one really ever answered

Just riddles

For the living ones

I was sitting aside

The statues of old

Listening to voices

And languages unknown

Beholding the pride

Of timelessness

Under ancient trees

Many carved their names

And thoughts here

Washed away by uncounted

Rainfalls and storms

Melancholic mood

Is filling this place

This place in my very mind

Listening to the statues of stone

Beholding the ancestors of old

I shall strive no more

In the present world

I lay back and fall in dreams

About times long ago

Listening to my ancestors of stone

My way to infinity