Turning Over Stones

 

Turning over stones, looking for a new way,

some have grown comfortable covered in

moss, some are now jagged, broken

down by the rains. Each has been

here long before I was born,

all will sit tight long after

I’m gone. Am I

looking for

comfort

or am

I

too

bloody

jagged?

Peace

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