Stone

All I wanted might have been in my hands,
If I had let go of my fears,
This dawning realisation,
Awakens something I thought dead,
Though I can't change what now is stone,
The fluid fills my cup,
New possibilities lead my heart,
To a place I had forgot,
 And though I long for a warm touch,
 I have enough firewood,
 To keep me burning bright,
 
 I heard a song once tell me,
 Of the truth I now fully know,
 I wish I'd truly listened,
 Oh so long ago,
 But as they say, what's done is done,
 I can't change what now is stone,
 I've led myself to where I am,
 And trundle on I must,
 My destination uncertain,
 But a new song in my soul,
 Singing loud, "I am not through!"