are grounded, psychically, as we would be churning a handful of beads. I love this poem!! I think there are two levels for this poem, one is the simple lesson oflife, for the young, that life encounters obstacles and we must learn, be adept at overcoming them. On another level, the repetition is like a lesson from life, in the last 8 years in the US we had a thing like this, a government, a failed government, reiterating safety and fear...Red alerts, orange alerts, spend a fortune searching us for something that was someplace else [ I guess the light was better here] we could never forget the stone they put in the road. For Drummond, part of this message was the preoccupation of the government with censorship, and in a sense thought control, like in the US some political gain from an atmosphere of officially sponsored concern over subversive activity : a protest he did this quite a lot. PK I have bruised toes from those "stones in the middle of the road". For the life of me, I wonder why I kicked them out of the way instead of simply going around or jumping over them. I never put out any one's eye! Pffftttt! I would have adored this poem as a kid. I may have to memorize it. GREAT! I love Drummond. He is the best one. From guest Just4u ( contact ) Luckily he went around the stone for had he kicked it it might have