Stephanie Wood - Pebbles

each time I turn
around, left or
right,
you are There -
waiting, or just
watching, to see
what I might
do.

each shadow in my
path resembles
yours; ours -
Mine.

each moment slipping
past as sand -
hourglass
shatters to mark
this Frame; this
moment.

each pebble in the
sole -
or is it Soul -
reminds me that
I still
Am.

...but are You?

Stephanie Wood

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