Five Smooth Stones

This stream that meanders

and carves my story

like a shepherd

this stream connects my life

to my lot

and I look back

at the rushing waters I’ve traveled

and I bend down

to feel the water

that flows from my past

like a warrior

armed with the source

fed by a stream

and this source held rightly

like a familiar staff

I rush forward like the water

over rocks, across lands

to where I cannot see

but to a place where I know I belong

and again I bend down

to the water

through the water

and choose them

or they choose me

from the source ...

five smooth stones.

 

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