A Tiny Heart In a Tiny Stone
It’s one of life’s wonderful lessons…if you’re lucky enough to learn…how some of the most inspiring acts of kindness are done in secret…and ask for nothing in return.
It was a tiny heart painted on a tiny stone that barely caught my eye…left somewhat hidden on a park bench to be found by any passerby.
That passerby was me…out walking on my own…when I came across this tiny heart…painted on this tiny stone.
This tiny heart was multicolored…and it filled most of the tiny stone.
The artist did not sign it…preferring to remain unknown.
I imagine it was meant to bring a smile…in a small way to astound…after it was painted by the artist…hidden…and once it had been found.
I picked up that tiny stone, brought it close to my eyelid…and when I saw that tiny heart…that’s exactly what it did!
I enjoyed it for a few days then I hid it where it might catch the eye…on another day…in another place…of another passerby.
For that’s the wonder of an experience like the one I’d undergone…
Once you find a tiny bit of happiness…you want to pass it on.
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