Fotografia - "Pebbles"

"Here’s what I’ve been wondering. 

If fire hides in wood 

what hides in a stone? 

I hold a pebble 

in the palm of my hand. It looks like 

an egg that wants to hatch. 

I do not know how long 

it will take, how long its incubation 

or breaking through. 

My time is slow, 

Pebble says. Slower 

Than you can imagine. 

I know this is true. 

I kiss the pebble, 

Watch the moisture from my lips sink in. 

That’s what I’m hiding, 

It says. Water. The tiniest 

Rivers, lakes, seas. 

Ideas of what water 

Can be. Yes, pebble says, 

I am hiding all the world’s memory. "

Alyson Hallett 

"Pebbles"