Of a Stone

To hold a round, smooth stone,
the shape of an egg in your palm
is tranquility. Its silence
a sponge.

When what you wanted to hear was
I love you or the voice of God
when you prayed in the evening;
this is fortitude.

As you realize this world is
a magnificent kingdom and though
this life may end with extinction
you must learn to be blissful.

So much happiness twined within
our genes, we can harldy miss
the inner kindness and beauty-
even the smooth, round faces of stone.

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