Rocks.
The hardest, firmest material on the planet.
Rough, uneven, dense:
crack open to the center and nothing new to
discover – the same in and out.
So incredibly plain, and gray, and heavy.
But there is so much beauty to a rock!
Why? So beautiful, and so plain.
They are the Janes of this world – the plain, solid,
practical Janes who provide the firm, unmoving foundation for the earth.
Without them we would lose our way for there would be no solid way to follow.
Green grass growing, blue ripples flowing, red sky dying,
and gray stone stands firm. Predictable and unchanging, in this ever-shifting
life. They are wholly themselves; and unashamed; they sparkle bright in the
sun.
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