One time I saw something rare. It was a br stone breathing. br I had found it in a field, alone, by itself. br I watched it for 10 years, until I was older. br I would put my head down next to it, eye br level, and watch it breathe. br I would put my hand upon it and feel it br expand and release. br I never picked it up. br After I had moved away, I visited it once br more.. br and kissed it.