There’s a stone

There’s a stone at the edge of a lake,

That’s been slapped by waves,

Longing for some comfort.

There’s a stone at the edge of a lake,

That’s been soaked by raindrops,

Longing for some warmth

There’s a stone at the edge of a lake,

That’s been knocked by magpies,

Longing for some peace.

There’s a stone at the edge of a lake,

That’s been hidden by shadows,

Longing for some light.

There’s a stone at the edge of a lake,

That’s been left all alone,

Longing to be held.

There’s a stone at the edge of a lake,

That’s been silent for too long,

Longing to be heard.

Sh