The Five Pebbles Of Life

I count the pebbles in my hand,
Running my fingers over their smooth surface.
The first one is filled with all my worries,
The second with my sorrow.
The third one is filled with the pain in my heart
That never wants to leave.
There are two more pebbles in my hand-
One is hope and the other, joy.
I stare at them with an everlasting sadness
For I know they will never come back into my life.
My worries are still prominent,
And my sorrow grips me.
The pain slices through my heart, sharper than ever,
And I feel like I’ll never get through this.
I ask myself, ‘Will I ever laugh again?
Will I ever shed my pain?’
But my heart gives no reply.
It just beats with a steady rhythm,
But with no life.
The tears slip out, flowing down my cheeks,
And fall onto the sand.
I gaze at the vast sea in front of me,
Till I feel a hand on my shoulder.
I turn around in mild surprise
And feel my heart jump a mile.
He stands there in front of me,
Gazing deep into my eyes.
His eyes are filled with radiating warmth
As he wipes away my tears.
He speaks in the softest of voices
Saying that everything is alright.
My heart beats with a life renewed
As I fall into his arms.
Three pebbles slip out of my hands-
The first is filled with all my worries,
The second with my sorrow.
The third is full of the pain
That has now left my heart.
I feel the contents of the other two
Fill my entire body-
One is filled with hope and the other, with joy.

-Rhea. B

2006