Majestic
Formidable
Hard
weak
soft
supple
tenacious
Power
Majestic
Formidable
Hard
weak
soft
supple
tenacious
Power
Even on the gloomiest days
The world can seem
Simply epic
If I choose to look for it
And so can I
The clouds
Racing the sky
The sea
Boils and churns
And I
Quiet my mind
Be still
Become the stone
The world moves
In ways…
I had no idea
Standing by the camera
As it click-click-clicked
The cars, I watched
The boat across the sound
I saw it too
But the clouds
I couldn’t see, in real time
Their two-way dance
I stand
On the exposed bar of sand
Close my eyes
And listen
For the wind
And the waves
And the shutter click
Counting out the seconds
One by one by one by one
The wind
It shakes me up
It shakes me down
I’ve been standing
In the still air
Far too long
I need
To get
Ruffled