A Little Pebble (extended metaphor)

A little pebble
Rolling along the riverbed,
Pulled and pushed along
Acquiescently.

The little pebble
Is washed and cleansed
A thousand times over
Bathing in different waters.

The little pebble
Lets the waters soak in,
Filling it with
Whole new lives.

The waters give one
Last mighty shove,And the pebble rolls up
Onto the grassy riverbank.

The little pebble
Is picked up by
The little hand
Of a dreaming child.

The little pebble
Sits quietly on the desk,
Watching the child write
Clumsy letters with an unsteady hand.

The child stops,
Unsure of where to go.
Her hand rests on the little pebble,
Small and scared and sure.

The little pebble
Gives up its lives
Learned from the river
Acquiescently.

The little child
Learns of things, of stories yet untold.
She sets them down,
Not the creator, but the
Recorder.