The Stone

I have moved a stone
In a river on earth.
The run of the water is other than before.
The flow of a river, you cannot stop;
The water always finds its way around you.
Maybe one day filled with rain or snow
The river takes my pebble in its course
To let it rest, rounded and smoothly polished,
In the depth of the peaceful sea.

I have moved a stone
In a river on earth.
Thus I know I will never be forgotten.
I gave proof of my existence
Because by moving that one single stone
The water will never flow as ever before.

I have moved a stone
In a river on earth.
Thus I know I will never be forgotten.
I gave proof of my existence
Because by moving that one single stone
The water will never flow as ever before.