The builders rejected it and
I know the feeling. I reach with
Hope to know they would be
Happy with me, but stay rejected
I meditate over this for a while
And then resolve that not selected
As a regular stone of which, there
Are many or a rejected stone of which
There are just a few. I will live my life
Quietly and accept everything that
Comes my way. The cornerstone is
Lovely to look at, and it is sentimental
Sometimes giving you the shivers as
You reflect on it and all that has passed
Since it was selected and locked into
Place. I want people to see me in that
Light. Nothing outstanding but there
Dependable, unshakeable, and worthy
Of remembrance. My music will be
Dark and jazzy, and people will listen to me
As I anchor the building with stability and
A tone that keeps people attached to their
Roots. No one will be tossed by imitating me
But rather praised for being so useful
I will reach into the cosmos and grab
A handful of stardust and sprinkle it
Wherever I go and goodness will come
From it. When this happens, I know that
My double rejection had a valuable outcome.
Stanski
May 1, 2023, ^
Steve Haarman 