Starting Over

“Till death do we part”
I meant it
from the depths of my heart.

I followed honestly as a sheep
but the flock moved on.
So, I morphed into an ancient, grey standing stone.

Single,
I cemented my hard-core
to the middle of an empty, green pasture,
surrounded by a wire fence,
to keep people out.

Am I real?
Women confirm their reality by sharing
and the only known cure
for fear
is faith.

So,
one day
I believe
a whole flock of stones will stand here
in a circle.

“Till a life when we unite”
And I mean that
from the core of my rock.