w o r d s......

A child throws a rock
Into the river
It lands with a plunk
And sinks to the bottom

Never to move again
Unless some torrential storm
Sweeps it
From its resting place

It stays in one place
Never moving
Day in, day out
It is still

A leaf flutters by
And lands on top of the water
It journeys along the current
Going wherever the water takes it

It dances with the current
Traveling to many places
Day in, day out
Moving always

So it is…

That which is
Hard and heavy
Will sink
And not move

That which is
Soft and light
Will journey
Into all possibilities

Which way
Will the child’s heart grow?