STONE
I asked for milk
You threw a stone
I asked for a friend
You made space for ALONE
I asked for connection
You showed me rejection
I asked for beauty
You tethered me to duty
I sat in my grief
Walls all around
My neck broke
Where I was bound
TRUTH arose out of lies
LOVE heard all of my cries
...but waited
No savior for this prison
RESTORATION has risen
...in the waiting
Every stone is a precious gem
Upon my fingers
All sorrow is gone
Not one whisper lingers
LOVE flows where HOPE remains
Written by Trudy Schrader on November 1, 2025
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