Just the Stone

by Nicholas Andrea

I woke up this morning
feeling sad
vulnerable
forsaken,
sitting in a dark place
looking at the cold stone of this world;

and I saw me, and the stone;

Lord, this wound, oh Lord, this wound!
it just never seems to heal,
like a God-shaped piece
missing from the puzzle of my heart
that can only be filled by One,
One, who left it there, indefinitely,
to remind one to never stop longing
for the Presence,
of One;

but, when I sank into that hole,
that whole hole,

when I sank and felt,
a boat of such meaning emerged,
like a gift from that One
beckoning one to come, come home
again;

and I stepped onto that boat
and it carried me, the boatman,
down a river to a Grand Ocean;

and when I got there
I jumped in,
and I, I
just melted, I
just melted
into this;

and I looked up,
and no longer saw me;

just the stone.

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About NickAndrea19

My goal has always been and continues to be the liberation of minds, my own and what influence I may have on others, to perceive the extraordinary beauty all around us. To this end, I write, play music, and design websites. Don't hesitate to contact me for more information about any of these activities. :)
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