My friends the rock people
whisper in desert breeze,
calling to urge me to sit
and chat a while.

Their wisdom goes deep
as their shadow-like smiles
tickle senses.

They echo,
as I open heart doorways
to hear their delicate song.

They play in vibrations
merging with sky
in all weather.

Yes, my friends the Gong
send love from crust of earth,
waiting for the many to awaken.