- Lamb of Stone
- Sad-eyed lady Lamb of Stone with a tear that you just can’t hide,
- And ghost-like fur woven by an Hualalai cloud that came to your side.
- With your gypsum friends and calcite stalls,
- What would you tell us of these ghost-like Halls?
- Could you ever have seen the rolling stone and red rock walls?
- Your hidden eyes where sunlight dims,
- The silhouettes with no moon light swims
- And your voice of imaginary hymns
- How did the vandals and the businessmen decide,
- To show you where the dead are that they used to hide?
- But they never could have made you preach for their side.
- And the muddy child looking up at your face
- With the calcite bones left on the floor like lace
- My diode light and nylon case,
- Should I leave them by your gate,
- Or sad-eyed lady lamb should I wait,
- For your gypsum kiss that is forever late.
- Or the sea at your feet and fountain grass
- Covered by flowing stone and the liquid glass
- For you in this lava home forever sad-eyed lady Lamb of Stone
- Or will we all, be sad-eyed in Hualalai Hall like ghost?
- V5 May 2005
- John M Wilson
- Close up of Stone Lamb
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- Verse and photo - John M. Wilson
- Inspired by the Stone Lamb of Hualalai and Bob Dylan
