Mountains, Pebbles and Sand
Isolation from familiarity
Leaves me alone with my thoughts
Leading to insanity
My exterior facade of calm
Illusions of stability and repetition of life
Fear sneaks upon me
I stub my toe walking
This seemingly clear path
In this landscape
I see mountains
Imagine the summit's view
This trail requires faith -- not shoes
I choose to take off my sandals
Better to feel pebbles between my toes
Than to wonder about sensations
This adventure of life
Next time I stroll upon fine sand
I will remember the pebbles
Gratitude fills my heart
Familiarity blankets my being
Copyright © Grace Cyrus | Year Posted 2006
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