A Talisman
There, in the sand, you found me
I stood out, alone,
brighter than all other stones.
Shaped by time, and polished by the tide,
you thought of me, just a simple thing.
That I would be a memory,
a keepsake of a better time,
when sadness was not a wound against the sky.
I cannot solve the problems in your mind.
But as your fingers reach deep to seek and hold….
the coldness of my polished stone,
I will remind you….
As you rub my polished hide
and hold me in your palm, keep remembering....,
that time can smooth, and time can heal,
and comfort all the qualms
of a troubled world.
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