The Pebble in Our Pocket
How do we find Meaning In a pile of Messy moments? We search We sift We sort For the elusive In the rubble Only to realize The pebble in our pocket Was the answer We carried with us All along
How do we find Meaning In a pile of Messy moments? We search We sift We sort For the elusive In the rubble Only to realize The pebble in our pocket Was the answer We carried with us All along
Sometimes we find ourselves In the unlikeliest of places In the emotions on Others’ faces That says I see you Without speaking That shows they too Are still seeking To grow, to know, to love Along a path to meaning Along the way to receiving Answers yet to come