A pebble in my hand

dreams with wings
lit by the setting sun
too distant to reach
anyone’s land

hope, a lone pebble,
warmed in my hand,
the Universe sighs –
have we arrived to the end?

piano, strings,
please, fly and dance
for I am letting go of
my pebble now

into a pond of sparkles,
to join the koi,
the waves of calm,
and the eternal sunshine

sayonara