A Falling Stone
Your stone
Caused all these ripples
Of ever expanding waves of joy
Washing up on the shore of my soul
Your voice
Echoes warm and true
Filling me with resounding wonder
Amidst the emptiness of my existence
Your soul
In a certain light
I am sure I see it shining bright
It is like you, a beautiful thing to behold
© 2016 Peter Anstiss
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