The diary of a pebble!

I emanate from mother rock,
And never followed the flock.
The beautiful brook caressing.
The sacred river blessing!

I am much of a voyager,
Always eager!
I dazzle under the moon,
and glitter in the noon.

Wander along the beach,
And I am within your reach.
A thousands of us,
And Each unique!

I disturb the silent lake,
As my ripples just rake.
Yes, Oh, yes,
I am the pebble,
who create the ripple.
I am just like you,
Good and true! 

This post is written for Poetry Jam
Prompt: Pebble