CPoetry

as the forest receded like the tide, a vast, deep quarry welcomed the wanderer. "Who let's his face be revealed from the forest?" i am a wanderer. i want to leave my homeland. "You speak the words of so many before you. What is is that you carry?" i am carrying stones from the quarry, from you. i was told that in order to cross your bridge that leads to the bigger world, i must give back what was taken from you. "Wanderer, you have been given foul information. You must give back what you have held on to for too long. There is a reason I remain hollow and no one has crossed my bridge." why has no one crossed your bridge? "You carry those stones much like you carry anger, resentment, jealousy, and narrow-mindedness for those who have hurt you in your past--- those who continue to hurt you now--- in your present. If you wish to see the bigger world, my fair wanderer, you must do one thing." what must i do? "You must forgive each stone you c