I threw a stone (For want of a moment v2)


I threw a stone into the sea from a lonely shore,

it vanished into a wave, so quick and yet I saw,

the offering that I gave

in it’s foam fleck grave.


What twists, turns and calculus had I set to task,

by my innocent throw, when folk “why me” ask

should I say “I know,

you reap what I sow”.


I planted a rosebush in the soil of a lonely field

all changed course, yet no secrets would it yield.

If I am the source,

I feel no remorse.


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