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Susan
Member Ascendant

since 2004-03-27

Posts 5104
walking the surreal

0 posted 2004-11-24 09:03 AM

Once I was a stone

along the beachside

where the ocean sang to me

but I was found and carried to a new home

and set in a lovely garden

I remembered the ocean

but it was far away and lost to me

yet the garden cradled me

and comfort was known

then it rained

and the rain spoke to me of my memories

and loved me

it soothed me with tender kisses of the ocean

and I bathed in its caress

but still I lay within the garden

and the rain could not stay forever

it could only come an go

and leave the ache of longing for the ocean

then I knew

that this was the stone's home

this garden

and it was beautiful too

and I needed to become a garden stone

and let the ocean go

for as a stone I must stay where I lay

and cannot cast myself differently

and in the garden - if I try . . .

maybe I can find Eden

s.a.t.

Happiness isn't something that happens to you, it's created from within you. Joy is a state of mind.

Dark Stranger
Member Patricius

since 2001-03-19

Posts 13631
West Coast

1 posted 2004-11-24 09:10 AM

ms susan
a diamond anywhere
is a stone
of beauty

kewl stuff ms

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