You may stumble upon a rock
And think it is just a rock;
Toss it out the window
And grow a fruit among the willows.
Or you may find one by a tree
And toss it in the sea;
And as a chick learns to swim,
A mother bird cries in a whim.
And you may meet someone buff
And assume that they are tough.
But they may already have a hole
Punctured through their delicate soul.
The heart was folded from a 5×5mm piece of trace paper with tweezers. I used the same heart for Heartbeat
Taken with an Olympus FE-340 on November 10, 2009.
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