Pebbles lying in the muck
Faces hidden from the sun
Glimpsing gleams from underground
Reflected glory in the dirt
Burrow deeper little stones
Dig and fight for gold
Growing colder losing air
Pressed against neighbors’ cheek
Rocking chipping clashing grit
Flipped about in the mob
Lament cruel fate to be away
Further from precious treasures
See the prick of light high above
Feel the breeze bring warmth and sound
Climb the tunnel rise and fall
Give up return quit it repent
Make the choice to see it out
Fight the pull of resistance least
Lay not at the bottom of the well
No surrender to the fear
Of crumbling before the breach
Look for help upon the way
Ask any who lie higher up
Reach the top and see the sky
Find mountains that pierce clouds
Feel the waters flow and ebb
Encounter forests to explore
Wonder at dancing motes around you
Realize the form of your true self
Not a dirty pebble or worthless stone
But a jewel refractive filled with light
See the stars and know thy kin
Same essence different forms
-D.M.D.M 5/6/2011
