RDP Monday: PROLIFIC
Each grain of sand
each droplet of water
each tide that makes it way to shore
weighed down, just a little by bone and ruined wood
polished on it’s way to shore when no one is really looking.
They all have a story to tell, a poem to share, a picture to paint
if you are willing to dive into their world
and listen to them
one by one
on your own and all alone.