Riding along the water’s surface
The smooth, multi-colored stone carries us with it
Our thoughts, emotions, wishes, and grievances
We count its skips and the distance it travels
Yet we watch without letting go
We traverse a rocky road
Covered with pebbles of all colors, shapes, and sizes
Our worn souls tread on
Despite the imbalance beneath our soles
Nature pulls and heals if only we let her
Standing at the ocean’s edge
The rocks welcome the cleansing
We close our eyes and listen intently
To the magnificence of the moment
We stand with as much strength
As the rocks that support us.
Kelly Deeny 