Anthracite

Good bye said the mountain sadly

 Excited to be away from the cold

The boulder ready to go gladly

And away down the mountain he rolled

Hello said the stream rather shocked

It seems parts of you have crumbled

The boulder proud he had become a rock

And like a child with a bag of sweets, off he tumbled

Rumbling loudly with a welcoming tone

A soup of leaves and creatures in the river

The rock laughed to for he had become a stone

And he bounced away with a chuckle and a quiver

Into the delta like a jesters bauble

Arriving gently, unlike a sprinters bolt

He smiled knowing he was a pebble

He’d heard the stories now he tasted salt

The noise was incredible, alive with chatter

Applause just for him, a star in a band

Finally with all his brothers, the things that matter

Dancing in the foam he was finally sand

Loving where he had been

The things he had seen

Birthed by a mountain

Welcomed by the sea.

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