Abby

“Searching for Love in Everything

We are so much like these rocks
I think to myself
One morning
While passing a sea of black, gray, and white

Pebbles
All different shapes, sizes, colors

They drift past one another
On land or in oceans

All while we collide, we crash
Gracefully or without
the intention of even
finding one another

Is it messy or beautiful?
Our choice or fate?

We all have a home
We all have a story

And perhaps
we are found
In the waves that rush

Where
over time
we lose our sharp edges
And the water
All-knowing
Smooths us out
Reminding us to be
gentle with ourselves

Perhaps the boulders basking in the light
On land carry similar knowledge
And, like us
Maybe they love watching the clouds in the day
And even more
the stars at night

Maybe all of life ponders the change
the earth makes as we constantly
gain and lose sight

As we try to follow a path
to love this life

There must be love to go around
In all places
In all things

Isn’t all of it a greater message
for the love present in this world?

They were here before us
And will remain long after

Perhaps one day
Long after

Love will exist
For and within
Everything”
― Alice Tyszka, Loving this Life