The Path To Enlightenment

[brokenwings]

I had some gravel in my shoe
I felt it underfoot
It nestled in between my toes
It didn't hurt a lot

I felt the pebble in my shoe
I didn't want to stop
So I carried on regardless
To enjoy my country walk

But soon the small rock in my shoe
It was a real trial
Of my courage and my fortitude
And best defence- denial

I had a boulder in my shoe
And each step made me shout
Until I crumpled to my knees
My willpower all burned out

I winced in pain, removed my shoe
I shed a wounded tear
Afraid to look, it hurt so much
The boulder, blood and fear

I found the gravel in my shoe
A tiny speck of grit
It sparkled in the sun, I wondered
What to make of it

I thought of all the boulders
In my heart, weighing me down
I felt them shrink and lighten
By some miracle profound

Each tiny speck of hurt and pain
That I had long denied
Faux boulders needing tender care
Acknowledgment applied

What a miracle, that lesson learned
From one small speck of stone
On my journey through this life
To reach the place my heart calls Home.

[naturesflow]

Tiny specs and boulders alike, nothing amiss when the heart is in fight..

This is a really wonderful piece of writing BW. x

[Abbara]

Oh, so very clever. Love it.