Pebble

I am a pebble in a stream...
 
Gently I fall to the bottom 
Through clear water
I drift left and right 
heavy in my descent
Mishapen , with a slight edge.

I reach the bottom
And the cool stream ripples over me
 I go with the flow 
Tumbling , rolling along  
Strong , yet helpless. 

I pass rocks and plants 
Anchored to their cause
Briefly I get caught in the weeds
But the flow of water is steady and forceful
And knowingly...
I am moved on my way

My path is uncertain,
Fight is futile , destiny unsure
I turn corners carved
By the stream's pre- determined course

My edges slowly smooth
As my journey continues
Age softens me
My edges round slightly with experience
Though tired 
I am protected & guided along 
through the rain and storms

Neither I nor the stream
know our final destination
We are experienced travellers 
Every twist and turn 
Has a surprise within ...
All is new and exciting 

I am happy with my course
free yet trapped 
by destiny
my fluid companion...

I am a pebble in this life