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Stones Thrown in an Ocean

 


We start out like stones thrown in an ocean,

sometimes you land in a soft bed.

 

Where you can rest sedimentary and gather flotsam,

gently drown in an easy stream.

 

But like stones thrown in an ocean,

sometimes you land in a harsh wake.

 

Toss and turn through current events,

working to wear away rough edges,

cutting to cause sharp new edges,

eroding to expose the true you. 

 

On average,

these are the ones that break first,

minds snap faster than the bones that shield them.

But when they don't break-

 

These are the gems that shine brightest,

already stripped to cores confident in their strength,

they've been tested,

no chance to rest,

they rolled through strife and came out sparkling.

 

This is for the jewels that come precut:

It takes polish to make a stone glow.

 

This is for the rocks that don't shine yet:

It takes polish to make a stone glow.

 

For no person has more potential or value than any other,

we're like stones thrown in an ocean,

travel our trajectories and land in different sands,

but if you're not content to sit as current rushes by-

Take a cue from salmon and start swimming upstream-

and if it seems you're stuck in the mud,

start digging!

 

You are not a rock!

 

You don't have to lie where the world tossed you,

you’ve got arms and legs and happiness to pursue!

 

So if you feel like a lump of coal,

seek pressure.

 

But the only way to prove you're a pearl is to grow in an oyster,

 

This is for the tarnished turquoise and the stained sapphire,

this is for the rugged rubies and the blotched onyx:

 

Cut yourself free from the encrusted coral reef,

climb outta bed and start making ripples,

soon you'll have waves you can surf to shore-

 

You can shine as bright as you work for,

It takes polish to make a stone glow!

 

So as current flows by,

find the seabed that's the best a rock tumbler,

expect turbulence and harsh criticism,

but despite your cynicism-

 

all your wishes

are just a stone's throw away.

 

(c) Copyright 2007, Daniel Strack

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