The Stone of the Pregnant Woman

From the bottom of the soul of the Earth came

A rent in time, a fissure in space -

The quarry of a colossal hewn block,
The largest megalithic stone

To ever be removed from the earth

Pregnant with existence,

A huge extrusion, wild and untamed in its labor throes:

A thunderous tempest of stone delivering itself,

Arisen out of the earth and filled with  the endless heaving birth
Of every child ever born.

And men cut it and pulled its head out as far as they could.

Its size and weight meant for a place that was gravid with mystery,
For no one knows why Baalbek was built where it was,

That now hundreds of generations of Man have since been born

While this temple to Jupiter Baal has stood
And 1,000 tons has never moved.

It is said that Cain, the son of Adam,

Built this place in the year 133 of the Creation

During a fit of raving madness

And he peopled it with giants
Who were punished for their iniquities,

Yet Baalbek and the Stone of the Pregnant Woman remained

And birth goes on in the moment there

As the stone incarnates before the eyes

Moment after moment, giving birth to itself

As it abides parturient in its place, ever fruitful, ever fecund

Abundant, teeming with the expectant motherhood
Of its enormous size and duration,

Ever heavy with the child of its massive spot on this Earth

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