Down by the ocean i stood and
watched this man stacking rocks
Ever so gently he would put odd
shapes, one small, one large.
It was if he was defying gravity.
After a bit he used cola cans as
well. He would take some down
and start again, never using the same
pattern or rocks. They stood as tall
as i am. I watched for the longest time,
he never lost patience if one would
fall. The look of concentration and
serenity upon his face put a smile
on mine.
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