You’re not a stone. You’re a piece of the mountain that carved it’s freedom with the help of wind and water.
Maybe your destiny was not to stay in that exact same spot for millions of years. Maybe your desire was not to climb up to the loneliness, but dance down with each avalanche to meet other free stones and boulders and reach the river one day.
Maybe you’ll get there. Maybe you won’t. But know wherever the wind and the rain takes you, is your rightful place.
And that journey is life.