All the stones on the shore
have their beauty radiating
light energy reflecting
together, bypassing your attentions
eyes blinder-ed by your past
how I wish that happier times befell you
even over desires for myself I would have traded
that time lost to our unhappy years, to be different somehow
I know this truth, however
happiness is still a choice
so hard to experience with these conditions
Can I, I mere stone, blast my colors brightly
to be the the one who stands apart from the others?
I am surely different than the others on the shore
happiness still an attainable dream to me
my blinders removed; marveling at messages received
life rushing through me, desiring
the joy of my heart
to be shared completely.
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