Lake Superior shores

Along the shores of that giant lake I found a rock shaped like a heart. I picked it up and held it close to my own heart, thinking about you. All of the hurt. All of the anger. I placed within that rock-heart all of my anger and hurt and replaced in my own heart good intentions and love. I wanted to throw the rock-heart back into Lake Superior, let that clean Big Lake wash all of those bad feelings and ill will clean but for a second, I couldn't resist wanting to hold onto all of it: the love and the hate.

Then, instead of throwing the rock-heart into the clear cold water, I simply gently let it go. It shimmered under the cold waves. I let go.