By Nicole Byers
I sit atop a cliff, with nothing to my name but a handful of marbles. I roll them between my fingers, the gentle clink of glass intermingling with the whisper of ebbing waves. Throw them away, those turquoise waters say. My grip tightens as I think of how much time it took to collect them. Years—no, decades. Under bridges, within a leviathan’s rib cage, some nestled among the clouds, others wrest from chaos itself. But it’s not until now that I realize how heavy they are. How unnecessary, too.
So I cast them, one by one, into the receding waves.
How poetic. And what a fitting title. Well done.
A great message in this one!
Beautifully written, finely constructed piece. Truly enjoyed it.
Love!!
It so reminds me of the heavy burdens we all carry. When we finally drop them we are so much better to carry on.
I like this story of finally dropping the heavy weights we carry with us!