Wednesday, May 19, 2010


It is 2010. Pebble is resting here in the river tonight.
Boulder is here, right understanding, right view are
in Boulder. Boulder doesn't get caught in the river.
The river moves around Boulder. Rock is here too.
Rock rolls now and then, crashed into Pebble a few times.
Once they both went rolling down the stream
crashing violently into each other just before they found
a space and landed, not too far from each other.

Pebble sits with Boulder.

Wind comes down and whips the water violently. It
tosses branches into the water. Down, down, down they
come. Branches hit her as she rolls back up the river, back and back, far from
Boulder. She doesn't want to be back here, been here before
and it isn't so great. She wants to be there with Boulder and right

She falls from the ledge she is on and goes deeper, resting
in concentration and attention to all that is around her.


At 6:26 AM, Blogger Barry said...

Doesn't sound like a good time, but open to possibilities.

At 4:08 PM, Blogger Pebble said...

Thanks Barry, I am so glad you are still here. It's been such a long time since I wrote in my blog.....


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