Poem of Stones

Poem of Stones

Stones can be dull and ordinary

Shiny gems and colourful pebbles are rare

There is no poem of stones,

unless we look closely enough to notice:

The shapes of gravels are never the same;

Boulders can glow in sunset.

It takes centuries the texture of marbles - isn't it an artpiece of time?

Thoughts and sensitivity bring out the sense of romance and poetry from ordinary life.

 

I wrote this to make sense of the name of my website. 

When I first started this business, I was overthinking and procrastinating on setting up my Etsy shop a lot.

One day I was on the phone with a friend, ranting about all the possible difficulties of setting up a shop.

She sounded fed up and said 

Why don't you shup up and just make a start?

I was shocked but followed her advice. The first problem to solve was the shop name. I really didn't know what name I should go with.

I have sets of cards with Chinese characters for calligraphy practice. I realised I could make use of them.

So I decided to draw out cards and shuffle them until I got a combination that made sense.

And this is where Poem of Stones came from.