Cast the stone along the shoreline,
waves washing the stone,
as it transpires through walls at the ocean
sinking into the blackened blue sea.
The stone falls, spiraling
Into an open space surrounded
by meaningful creatures,
intrigued, by the rough edges
the hopeless embrace,
the vulnerability
the struggle
the hurt
they watch as it slips through the space
dropping into a singular
position
it waits, but no one cares.
Vanish the stone goes with no sight of
Anticipation for freedom.