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Days Are Wearing Thin

Water, rock & wave: the poetry of life.

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 blended

foam, breaker upon breaker,

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 combers forever reaching,

the lapping waters.

All form fissures that divide what is stone,

and make way for rock 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



More ancient still,

water’s signature

on the land.

From a prospective book: Spirit Sojourn.

John A. Bragstad is the author of two books, Compass Season & The Poetry of Life.

Both are available at Amazon.

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