The Orange
Once in my car as I was listening to the radio,
I listened to the story of an old man talking to a boy who sat next to him on a bus ride in LA ,
the old man survived being in a concentration. camp,he pulled an orange from his pocket,the orange that he found and hid and shared with fellow survivors became his sweet ray of hope. This River Stone in honor of this man’s brave and sweet hope .
Orange of sweet,ripe, bursting
with lip moisening nectar that revives
my soul with your vibrant rejuvenating essence
reminding of the possibility and tangible
nature of hope.
The Orange,River Stone,1/8/2012
Read MoreI listened to the story of an old man talking to a boy who sat next to him on a bus ride in LA ,
the old man survived being in a concentration. camp,he pulled an orange from his pocket,the orange that he found and hid and shared with fellow survivors became his sweet ray of hope. This River Stone in honor of this man’s brave and sweet hope .
Orange of sweet,ripe, bursting
with lip moisening nectar that revives
my soul with your vibrant rejuvenating essence
reminding of the possibility and tangible
nature of hope.
The Orange,River Stone,1/8/2012
