Ambition Poem by RIC BASTASA

what i hold inside my pocket is just a pebble.
it is all that i have now.

i take it again put it on the table and look at its face closely
you know that it has no eyes
or hands or feet, i let it stay there as though there is only one pebble

in this universe of sands, i listen.
i let time stop for a while.

i look at the sky tonight and there are so many stars.
they are so distant you know that and you feel that

i take the pebble back in my pocket,
there will be no exchange, it is enough for my anchor
it is now my own rock.