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The careless stone released from high
and smudged repose from passerby,
its purpose voided down the trail
careening past a donkey’s cry.

It garners speed in downward fail
and gathers friends from steep sloped shale.
The mass of stones with tumbled sound
stop mindlessly on mountain vale.

The careless one continues down
to plumb the depths with leap and bound,
’til papered ice at river found
and breaking through, with moss now crowned.