Revised A Pebble, or the pond
A Pebble, or the Pond
Upon the plains of time Hides the Alpha and Omega Wherein lies his multi -layered canopy of creation Into these webs we are born A pebble, or the pond.
Many are the waves upon the waters In which the pebble was thrown. Sparkling rays of sunshine, reflecting Gentle ripples atop the depth.
The newborn babe, innocence personified Brings joy in the fulfillment of adolescence In twilight of life, after the hardship and sorrow In his memoirs it will be written
When his last breath mingles After his eyes have seen their last When life closes its door Upon his epitaph what will be written ?
The paths he walks in life are many Some meander among the mountains high Others wander where the valley lays low When asked, his map reads
Into this pond a pebble was born Unto myself I took your shame Past the Shadows of death I ask What are you to be A pebble, or the pond?
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