one small stone in a riverbed of stones; day8
Bowl of Stones. oil painting ~ Michael Douglas Jones
At our feet are small stones that glow brighter than summer stars, but only if we see the light inside them. Were we not distracted by the babble and chatter of the cobblestone city, we would walk on stars; the glow rising through our feet to our faces. You would see it in my eyes, as I see it in you.