Floating peacefully across the waves,
I become at one with the bobbing of the water.
Gazing at an undefinable horizon,
where the sea and sky become one.
In my hands, a rock
rough, jagged, bitter,
cruel edges that could pierce the skin.
I rub my thumb across its surface,
as I stare into that vast mist of grey and green.
Extend my arm over the mystery below,
and in one quick movement
drop that stone of worry.
Watching that rock sink into a musty unknown oblivion,
I smile a slight, shy smile.