Sorry i didn't see your comments until now. Thank you very much. The stage of stones was one of those things that pop into your head and don't seem to make much sense but you let it flow and it assumes it's own logic.
I like your bit about the ego too. I wrote a poem once called "Icarus Revisited" which kinda relates to your piece. Part of it goes:
"I feel like Icarus, my wings are melting/
I'm flying too close to the sum of our intentions/
I'd take you with me, if I thought it would last/
but the weight of that promise is too heavy to bear
Thanks again. Good luck with the book!