The day I lost my positivity stone to the sea

water so cold it numbed me to the knees then 

under a wave I dove with a determined move 

against my bodies plea to keep from this 

freezing swirl and foam, so far from home 

Then gasp for air I break from underneath 

and quickly wade my way through waves to shore

and realize that the citrine I had worn around my neck was there no more. 

I have been told the ways of stones

and crystals come and go 

Apparently, my postiivity this time 

was enough to stand alone

and across the beach these legs and feet 

make their way to where I next will roam. 

Picture: October 2nd, 2011