I am a stone.
We do not lose ourselves, as I once thought,
But rather- shift and shape beyond recognition.
Frequently and fluidly we take our course
Or we etch our beliefs solidly into stone.
I am a stone in your river.
You may shape my edges with your tears but no water
Can change my mind.
I will not be broken,
I will not stand before you without all of me to give.
But rather- shift and shape beyond recognition.
Frequently and fluidly we take our course
Or we etch our beliefs solidly into stone.
I am a stone in your river.
You may shape my edges with your tears but no water
Can change my mind.
I will not be broken,
I will not stand before you without all of me to give.
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