Lake Superior's shores tumbles with rounded stones. A beautiful, wild shore. This poem is published on The Lunar Archives.

Agate, A Gate

Go to the beach at Grand Marais
to watch the small stones roll.

Surf slants in
licks and slicks and clicks the stones
sometimes casts up bones
and out and in again:
black, brown, bronze Lake Superior stones,
pudding, Petoskey, quartz,, greenstone, copper.
Folded carnelian, amethyst, jasper, opal.

So choose a stone made of star stuff
a rosy stone veined with blue--
maybe you'll find the stone is a gate
when held to the setting sun.