Stone,
stones and rocks,
they may be cold stones and rocks,
but stones and rocks they warm my heart,
with their many glorious colours,
in their multiple types and solidity,
and how strong they are,
and how powerful it is,
to keep back the wildest of nature,
the roughest and the toughest of nature,
and how incredible that they can keep back the hurricanes,
the typhoons and the torrential rains,
and the winds in their incredible speed and varieties.
Stones and rocks, not so cold to me,
but masterpieces of creation, without which,
we would have to face the ferocity of nature alone,
and of stone and rocks how glad I am for them,
for how wonderfully they shelter me.