# A Bluish-Green Pebble

Lincoln Cannon's poem 'A Bluish-Green Pebble,' written as a gift to his father before his death in 1998, meditates on Earth, mortality, and meaning.

[Image: Bluish-Green Pebble]

This is a poem that I wrote for and gifted to my father, while he was still alive. He died from his third cancer in 1998. The color of the pebble is a reference both to my father’s eyes and to the Earth.

> A bluish-green pebble
> bemoaning its being,
> and wondering whether
> ‘twas doing its Doings,
> regarded the heavens
> and prayed with what power
> a bluish-green pebble
> may manage to muster.

> The Sun from his glory
> regarded the pebble
> and lighted upon it:
> Oh, bluish-green pebble,
> in giving the given
> you’re doing your Doings,
> reflecting my light by
> a bluish-green given.

> The bluish-green pebble
> regarded the river
> which carried it closer
> the goal of its going,
> and wondered the reason;
> so, turning toward heaven,
> the bluish-green pebble
> repeated its wonders.

> The Sun softly smiled,
> regarding the pebble,
> remarking its roundness
> and sensing its smoothness:
> Oh, bluish-green pebble,
> the river’s a wonder
> you’ll understand flows for
> a bluish-green reason.

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