Pebbles

stark black limbs embossed
on a gray sky, memories
of the harsh winter
~
flowers, like all things
we leave forever, return
to us in sunsets
~
vagrant seed scattered
by the wind were never known
to promise harvest
~
tides, oblivious
to our whims, take direction
only from the moon
~
adept at walking
upright and creating tools,
we are but small stones

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