In times of trouble
skip stones
Let them bounce across
until they are ready to sink
deep below the surface
The lake offers renewal
A place to escape
Need not a worry sink deep
only skim the surface
until it is time to let it in
So take the time
to skip your stones
Let them sink
and leave you forever.
This poem was inspired by something Lorelei suggested I do after she heard about my situation. It is amazing how much she knows, like she can tell the woes of my heart. She can see past the facade and the layers of masks I put on just by looking at the pain in my eyes. I wonder if she knows what she means to me and the comfort that is behind the words, 'I'll be thinking about you this week.'
Amazing, isn't it?
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