I came across naive pebbles on a crowded beach
of different shapes, colours and forms
Frequently moved by the ebb and flow of the tide
yet all packed neatly together as if for comfort
Each individual pebble a part of a sea of stones and rocks
no two alike but in a common unison of sorts
I picked one at random, amazed at its uniqueness
no two were allike, distinct and individual
The ocean enveloped and shaped them
as does the world shape us also
To be unique yet bonded in a common humanity
accepting of all differences and rejecting of none.
How else can we survive?