Stones
I threw my stone out far
and watched the ripple effect
on the sea of cool blue calm.
for a moment
the calm is disrupted
and nothing is how it seems.
then all is still and quiet
and all the fish and crabs rejoice
in their game of make believe.
I could throw a thousand stones
and it would never be what i need.
Where is the calm
that should enclose me?
From all the stones directed at me...
As i paddle towards the calm
a band wraps around me tightly
and suddenly im choking.
Drowning back into sorrow.
And yet stangely enough,
this is where i belong.
