CORNERSTONE

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, ^