Cobblestones
I might not understand
The beauty in all things
from the tree tops
to the arranged cobblestones
under my feet
I might not understand
The beauty in all things
from the tree tops
to the arranged cobblestones
under my feet
Large at sea
Do you dare
To walk the plank
To fall
In that obscure
Daring crest
Called by the richness
Sometimes,
it takes a miracle
a timing of sorts,
when a place,
a space
is given
to one
who needs it
most.