On a shore far away
Theres a place that I know
In the water of that sea
Slowly bathing is a stone

That stone is my rock
Its the anchor of my heart
>From that single stone
I know how close or far apart

Waves come in
Waves go out
Slowly washing
Sins and doubt

Foam from the waves
Upon this stone
And these little pieces
That make home

The sound of the breeze
Gives news to me
Its easy to breath
So close to this sea

The wind caresses this stone
And begins to sing
That rock shapes this place
Though it stands still

11.Aug.06