Beneath the Stones

She left no stone unturned.

Looking up at the swaying branches,

She knew this must have been the place.

One by one she searched,

Over-turning pebbles and boulders,

For the thing

She felt hopeful and doubtful

She would find.

The moist forest soil

Established itself underneath her long fingernails,

Cracked and chipped from

Geologic obstacles.

Finally, with rubble and destruction

Surrounding her,

She found what she had been

Looking for…

A faint smile etched,

A small tear dripped,

And she knew Life would never be the same.


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