by Phylis Cox

Created on: November 07, 2008

Acceptance

Enjoying the calm, blue water,

I soaked up the warmth of the sun,

And reflected on the beauty of nature,

Knowing that the day was near done.

I reached my hand in the water,

To pull out a small, smooth stone,

Separated from all the others,

It lay in my hand all alone.

I noticed the water rippled,

No longer calm and still,

Like radiating messages to us,

Of a stone taken gainst its will.

Briefly the water continued,

To tremble and move about,

Before settling down to acceptance,

That there was really no need to shout.

I looked at the clear, blue water,

Which was peaceful and calm once more,

But noticed the hole remaining,

Where the rock had been before.

I thought that I'm like the water,

When someone is taken from me,

My world becomes so unsettled,

And my heart ripples out like the sea.

I toss, turn, and cry out to others,

I need someone to ease the pain,

Disturbed and completely unsettled,

I feel like I'm going insane.

Still like the water, I calm down,

Accepting the way things must be,

But saddened and grieving in silence,

With a wound in my heart you can't see.

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