I am a stone,
washed upon the shore.
Picked up alone
thrown fast and sure.
I glide through the air,
elegant and true.
Crash into the water,
but not deep, into the blue.
I graze the surface,
never fully submerged.
Taste a hint of purpose,
but with each skip I diverge.
Skip once, Skip twice
three times, no four.
How many times,
til I skip no more?
Out in the distance
my ripples begin to coalesce
I finally sink
down to deep depths.
As I lay down to rest,
on the sea floor.
How long? How long?
Til I'm ashore... once more.
Apr 18, 2013
Apr 18, 2013 at 11:53 PM UTC
I am a stone,
washed upon the shore.
Picked up alone
thrown fast and sure.
I glide through the air,
elegant and true.
Crash into the water,
but not deep, into the blue.
I graze the surface,
never fully submerged.
Taste a hint of purpose,
but with each skip I diverge.
Skip once, Skip twice
three times, no four.
How many times,
til I skip no more?
Out in the distance
my ripples begin to coalesce
I finally sink
down to deep depths.
As I lay down to rest,
on the sea floor.
How long? How long?
Til I'm ashore... once more.