Riddle
location, location
The man came to the top
Of the mountain
Trailed his feet in the clouds
He asked where
Do you keep your soul
And will it return to you?
I keep mine in a tower of rock
High and hard as ice
I keep mine beneath the earth
where nothing touches it save
decay
I keep mine (when I am pleased)
Inside a pillar
Where saints’ tears slide along the stone –
Here is mine, I have found it
Put for safe-keeping
In my smallest finger
If you would have it of me
You must learn
What I am now
And whether I love.