Stone

Some have heart of stone

And some put life into stone

Stone is one, hard and dry

So is life, without any life

Some worship stone

In the temple or home

God they see in stone

With their mind and soul

One stone adorns the temple

Another is kicked and thrown

And on  some temple walls

Much sensuousness is shown

Do we close our eyes to such art

Why they are there for

Life lived in enjoyment is the periphery

But in the center is worship of God

Stone is one, life is one

But our eye is not one

It sees what is shown

Magnificence of life, or ruins in stone!