Stella Andrews

(3rd july 1994)

I Am A Rock In A Creek

It's hard to tell where i am in life.

in some moments, i am the reason it all exists.
It's as if i am the energy source in which this world uses to turn.

then, in other moments, i am as small and as insignificant
as a leaf- dead, fallen, and swept along into the gutter.

sometimes there are explosions of life in my ears.
Sounds of joy that radiate through my veins so strong
that it makes my heart beat to its hypnotic rhythm.

then, somehow, silence will always carefully and quietly sneak in,
settling itself within the folds of my existence.

it is here, where life becomes large and self becomes trivial,
when time moves around me- instead of taking me with it.

I am a rock in a creek- i do not feel the current.

Submitted: Thursday, March 13, 2014
Edited: Thursday, March 13, 2014

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