Pebble On the Reach

The fever of the pebble on the shore could be iced by the ocean floor. yet high tides and waves running to the beach could not reach the stone. what quake of heartbreak should the earth feel to meet the grace of its love. how many full moons and sunsets passed by, and the counting stars every night in wait. battles were fought with sticks and stones worlds rose and fell over ages. I watched myself through a looking glass at the other-side of the coast through time. what moved me was the rose that broke when the skies cried a river for your union from within the heart of the rock to express my love to you.