Eagerly

Eagerly Eagerly Eagerly

twisted, with timid desires,
a pebble escaped a mountain
fearlessly falling
rolling bouncing
sharp edges worn away
with every ping and crack
skittering, with all the power of gravity
skipping down trails
and over cliffs, eagerly
tumbling towards adventure.
here I am, in the way
only because my head was down
my eyes distracted
by all the pebbles at my feet
not looking for diamonds
finding beautiful rock chips
pocket treasures and occasionally
the smooth flat stones
that eagerly leave my hand
flying touch touch touch
before breaking the surface tension
between air and water
sinking, settling in the silt
with its fellow nuggets of gold
along the rivers margin.

Judith A. Sears
©2/17/2018