I found something not from here
outside a home, sitting alone
a hard body, smooth surface
shaped perhaps, by forces severe
a volcano, a glacier.

I picked it up for a while
heard its tale, a lively life
...
you look old, spent and done
are you just resting here,
or have you retired?

We spoke some more, shared our woes
till twas time to let it go
in a private spot, by the lake
open skies, no one in sight.