The Mystical Life, Daily. Vol 1.1
May 22, 2020
When I look into a single stone made of earth.
I see more than its granite, minerals, and compounded worth.
It's not a mere pebble to be cast aside. It is the entirety of creation locked inside.
Not merely the weathering of time, nor all the seasons that had gone by.
It contains every light ray poured down from the sky.
It holds everyday day and every night, and every song from the birds that fly on by.
All are held inside this tiny stone.
Even the footprints of those that had walked upon it call it home.
Everything big and small can be seen as a piece of heavens throne.
Even this tiny stone.
For it to be here means it has been touched with life.
Travelling through time to be here, absorbing, day and night.
Taking in every person, whose feet had kissed that stone with their light.
Every moment and every memory are inside this tiny stone, its what makes it so bright.
Nothing can escape this light on earth, where everything is on the throne.
May you remember this upon walking home.
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