ONE PEBBLE

ONE PEBBLE

Ricardo Antonio Garcia

One pebble I toss into the lake

in the name of a beautiful undying illusion.

Captivated by the ripples of time

the trees sway in the wind

and I know where I should belong.

The diary is wet

dripping ink into the water

turning the tide red with moss lipstick.

The embers of my heart

are words falling off the page

and I do not know where I am anymore.

One pebble I toss into the lake

and eternity smiles like a woman's face.

Strung into her arms

she possesses me as a chain and anchor

dropping into the sound.

The diary is my tears

draining all my sorrows into the lake

creating little paper boats.

The fire is in my heart, but it

has burned from the inside too long.

I am now ashes.

One pebble I toss into the lake

and I have become reborn in you my God.

Into the Holy Ghost of love- I go …