Everyone has <br />at one time or other, <br />picked up a pebble on the beach, <br />turned it over in their hands, <br />sensed something of its uniqueness, <br />how millions of years have gone to the splitting <br />and the smoothing of the rock, <br />to the perfect shaping of the pebble. <br />Few of us stop and think for longer. <br />It is a momentary glimpse into an eternal process, <br />but we dropp the pebble and carry on walking along the beach.<br /><br />HOWLIN' DERVISH<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/beach-pebble/
