Heavy stone

Heavy stone

The heavy and big stone I carry from my childhood
Is in a full backpack
And everything is heavy, very heavy
Nothing is lost from the backpack
Nothing falls
And come last day in many years
Me and the backpack will move to the heaven
Then Iwill  open the backpack and go over the items in it
One after another
And the heavy, big stone would become a small stream stone
And it  will fade away
And today I think
Why not pass on the backpack right now
  In the soil.
3.12.19