The stone in my pocket

Why there is a stone in my pocket 

The weighty round reminder of gravity’s constancy, centering me down, placing me,
in time and geography
is rather oddly a tethering that frees me.
I am, it says.
And you are 
and so too are We.
So go. Do.


Make your discoveries
in this world.
I will bring you home
to tell your tales of awe and curiosity.
And the stars and stones will listen,
and the wind will bear them,
and tides receive them
in a wild and passionate grace
that befits this tumble of heart and mind and being.

Kimberly M. King, RSCJ

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