In this hectic, fast-changing world, many people are searching for peace of mind, a feeling of tranquility at day’s end. Some of us seek it through a walk in nature, others in yoga or tai chi.
There are numerous ways to seek that calmer sense of being. Carrying a small stone or rock in one’s pocket is a common strategy to maintain that outlook through a busy day or meetings and encounters.
Someone gave me such a semi-precious pebble a few years ago. Red and shiny, it is smooth to the touch.
A while ago, I found a rock on the shores of Lake Huron. It seemed to be waiting for someone to pocket it. I wrote a poem about this small stone.
2014 Haiku on a rock
washed by Huron’s waves
worn brown striped and smooth and thin
© Patricia A. McGoldrick