A rock, Just a rock
A solid chunk of earth.
A place, just a place
No telling what it’s worth.
A gate? Oh, a gate!
It opens by your hand
A portal, a path
Connected by a strand.
Darkness, so dark
Goes on for days and days.
Reaching, extending
In a million different ways.
See now? I see it
A place to touch the floor.
Solid, hard surface
Same stone like that before.
A rock, Just a rock
But oh, it’s so much more!
Not stone, but Gatestone
A world-connecting door.
