Stones

By MwsR

Two stones, similar yet different

Their start comes the same way, their paths differ

Different paths, yet similar lives

Waiting to be carried or directed in another way.

They don’t know where they’ll end up

Yet hopeful, they stay strong

Only wanting to find where they belong.

Paths they travel are not going to cross each others all the time

But time keeps them mesmerized by the same desire

One day at the end, after all has been

They will finally get their last ”hoorah”

Their journey, done at last.

And they forever know their place.