Two minute Tuesday

STONE

Would you believe me if I said that a stone changed my life? Because it’s true. It was because of that stone I traveled all the way from the Dry Lands to the Hileyos mountains. Because of one stone I endured hail, rain, cold, bears, Drabons, bandits. I endured all and more. Why? Because I need to be here, I needed to see it with my own eyes, and I did. Just because of one small smooth stone.

Stones are cool

Hard

Grey

Brown

Pinkish-red

Speckled

Striped

Crystallized

Full of surprises

Stone is cold

Hard

Unfeeling

Unforgiving

Gray

Lifeless

Empty

Void of hope

Stones are different

Unique

Different

Colored

Pebbles

Rocks

Gravel

Boulders

Mountains

Sizes

Stones are unique

Just like us!

Smooth stones on the beach, rubbed raw and round

Great big granite slabs, bulwarks against the endless waves

Both tell me more of me, of God, of life

One of how beautiful the rolling bashing waves can make

The other of how safe and secure I can be