Gatestones

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.