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What if I am this pebble...?
While I was off to work, on the side of the road I saw a pebble. Just a simple and small pebble. But it got me thinking:
What if I am this pebble...?
I’m just a pebble,
On the side of the road;
along the way—
there is nothing I can do,
motionless and nothingness,
but I know my entire existence
is etched in the story of time,
a witness to the dance of life,
silent, steadfast, and sublime.
Though small and unassuming,
I hold the weight of history,
each grain, an attestation to resilience.
I may seem insignificant,
just a speck in the grand design—
yet within me lies the power
to endure and redefine.
I am a part of the grand scheme,
a humble aide-memoire that even the smallest,
hold within them a timeless dream.
12/23/23
© G. E.G. Martinez
What if I am this pebble...?
I’m just a pebble,
On the side of the road;
along the way—
there is nothing I can do,
motionless and nothingness,
but I know my entire existence
is etched in the story of time,
a witness to the dance of life,
silent, steadfast, and sublime.
Though small and unassuming,
I hold the weight of history,
each grain, an attestation to resilience.
I may seem insignificant,
just a speck in the grand design—
yet within me lies the power
to endure and redefine.
I am a part of the grand scheme,
a humble aide-memoire that even the smallest,
hold within them a timeless dream.
12/23/23
© G. E.G. Martinez
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