The Ancient Power of Stone

August 21, 2019

 

 

Habits set in. Fierce.

Moods overcome us, 

Daunting and difficult.

Fires are combustible

in our relationships.

 

Heartbreaking.

 

Rocks that will not move.

Insurmountable, we say.

Stony outcroppings like 

fortresses against the wind.

 

To break them down, impossible.

To challenge them, the devil’s deceit.

 

To break with the past,

a tedious effort,

to reshape our future, 

imaginations true test.

 

Great Heartbeat;

waves, wash over us.

By the drop, challenge 

old assumptions.

 

Reshape the land with 

the small and relegated.

Define us by the inter-blended 

waves, wave upon wave, 

water warrior upon water warrior.

 

The victory of the insignificant,

the cessation of doubt, wrought 

upon a stubborn, defiant coast.

 

Time matters. And time laced with

subtle actions, tumultuous challenges,

the roar of foaming waves, the lapping

waters,

 

all form fissures that divide what is stone,

and make way for stone to break.

 

Oh Gentle Lord, remind us that in the slow

and steady roll of great waters, in the steady

drip of rain, in the fall of cascades 

of renewed promise, 

 

there is change. There is the break of day.

 

There is a cavalcade of what is new,

a surprise water could not fathom.

 

Such tiny, irrepressible drops

thrown together

against such

stalwart but

yielding

competition.

 

More ancient still, 

water’s signature 

on the land.

 

 

From a new project I’m working on. Working title: something like “Sojourners of the Spirit: Christian Free-Verse Poetry for Every Mood."  What do you think of the above? Any possibility there? Thanks for any input you can offer.

 

 

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