Tuesday, February 25, 2014

Were That I Was A Stone

Were that I was a stone,
quiet and round,
hard and settled,
lying on the ground
or in a river,
simply being.

Were that I was a stone,
without a heart
or feelings,
merely existing in
the warm days
and cold nights.

Were that I was a stone,
and simply could accept
life as it comes,
instead of trying to make
life what I think it
should be.

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