The Wizard's Stone

There was a Wizard

That took a stone

Up high to a mountain

Called Rome.

He went to the summit

And set off a trumpet

That made the stone weep.

Tears he could never keep.

And he took the Tears,

Spread them along the grass

And the rolling hills,

Among the flowers, rocks, and glacial tills.

The Wizard let the Earth grow richer,

Let the Earth grow wiser.

Maybe one day,

He will tell us what he a has to say

And relieve us of a debt we could never repay.