Calling on God

There was a pebble

Right under the ball of 

My foot, held in place

By my shoe.

Every step I took I felt

The rock and it hurt.

It seemed impossible

that is was heaven sent.

I started to limp

And every so often shuffled

My right foot trying

To dislodge the stone.

That’s how it felt

To carry the burden

Of . . . you name it.

So I had to bare 

My foot and the 

Diamond tumbled


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