Today a child tossed a white stone
into green water. As it sank,
it turned pale green, then darker
green until I could no longer
pick it out from the green
of the depths. At that instant,
it disappeared forever.

But you and I know better.
We cannot deny its presence,
its truthfulness. We mark
where it disappeared, recollect
it with precision and dreams,
speak of it as if it is
in our hands this moment.
Persuade others.