One stone can break
a bone or it can kill
two birds with a throw.
One stone can shatter
a glass home or it can
help build a house
of one’s own. One stone
can make the difference
between what is known
and what is shown.
One stone to never be
left alone: as strong
as my own backbone.
Stones are thrown
till’ they are needed for
statues and tombstones.
Tag: flown
Gone Fishing
I’ve gone fishing. It seems
I’m the only one here.
The water is calm. The air
is still and is filled
with silence – total peace:
total bliss. I’m blessed to see
life changing. Birds fly free
as leaves drop off trees.
I cast my pole and I wait.
I relax and enjoy a break
away from things that take.
My mind isn’t missing;
it has just gone fishing.