General Poetry posted December 28, 2019

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The mystery of pebbles on a beach

Playgrounds secrets

by JLR

The tide is low and a new landscape is seen
every day a new Mother Nature's scene.

Walking near water's edge I watch the eddies fight
against the outgoing currents with all their might.

The sun breaks low across the eastern sky
as the sparkles dance off the pebbles, teasing my eye.

I stand in awe of these new pebbles put here today
when a question comes to mind, how long will these stay?

Bending down to grab a handful, so smooth to my touch.
My mind reels in the knowledge that I hold centuries in my clutch.

As I thoughtfully replace the pebbles back onto the ground
I am humbled to think how few years I have been around.

Then, I look back at the pebbles with a sense of wonder
of all the currents to which these pebbles have surrendered.

Strolling away with the ocean over my shoulder,
I climb, to view the pebbles below, upon a boulder.


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