Stones In The Pond

Everything we do
Each action
Your thoughts, too
Like a stone
Thrown into a still pond
Circles, spreading outward
Moving, overlapping
Whether you are glad of it
Or bleeding regret
Ever further reaching
Those circles
And you
You are your own
Cosmic pitcher
Throwing those stones
Sometimes carefully
Other times, a random careless act
Still
You own it all
Know that