There’s no need to flounder
You might think you’re a fish
For to swim is your wish
Just jump right in
Being so curious
The water is your friend
And a means to an end
Moves you along
©2021 Annette Rochelle Aben
Ah, the boulder me, large, clunky, and heavier than could be lifted. Sitting high atop the mountain, it was an existence of non-descript proportions. Birds would perch and lizards would scramble over my expanse. Vines would wrap me in green.
One day, I began to tumble down from the summit, chipping away at the edifice surely hiding a new identity. Momentum carried me with a crash, then a bounce, into the waiting water which swallowed me whole.
Treasure hunting, small hands fished something from the water and exclaimed with delight, “Look, I’ve found a polished river stone! How pretty!”
©2021 Annette Rochelle Aben
Your DAILY MESSAGE from Angels
The ANIMALS AROUND YOU, SAY THANK YOU!
We love you
So sweet of them, Angels!!!
Annette Rochelle Aben 