Sad old and all alone

sits the old moss-covered stone

surrounded by leaves

silent as it grieves

sits the old moss-covered stone

under the sun and moon

in the golden light of noon

sits the old moss-covered stone in the morning and evening

in nothing believing

sits the old moss-covered stone

in winter covered in snow

all the secrets that it owns

the old moss-covered stone

for how long will he be all alone

is his existence even known?